Seeing Clearly Now
A challenge this school year has been Chloe’s resistance to read. She obviously can read quite well, but she never wanted to. One of her homework requirements is keeping a reading log, and it often remained blank.
Last weekend our condo complex had garage sales, and Chloe picked up a funky pair of wire-rimmed glasses. She put them on and remarked that she could see better. They were reading glasses. When we came home I downloaded a close-vision eye chart and found she couldn’t read even the first line!
We went to Walgreens and she picked out a proper pair of reading glasses, 1+ magnification. She loves them and is again happily reading. She told me she loved reading in second grade, so her eyes must have changed over the summer.
I nearly cried. She was so grateful she asked me how she can repay me–“Hugs? Kisses?” “No,” I said, just one thing: “Read.”
What amazes me is that nobody–not me, her teacher, the school counselor, the doctor–nobody considered she simply couldn’t see well. The school tested only distance vision, and she is far-sighted. She didn’t say anything because she figured this was normal. I remember when I was 13 and couldn’t see the board from the back row. I realized I needed glasses when a classmate let me try hers.
She has an appointment for an eye exam next week to see if she needs prescription lenses.