Sight. So much can be written about sight or the lack of it. I’ve met several blind people in my life and words cannot express how much I admire these people. In a world where everything these days is visual, where image is not important, I can’t imagine how tough it must be to not see anything.

But then again, I believe they do see. Not with their eyes, but with their hands, ears and heart. Because of their lack of sight, they have developed other senses and they are aware of things we’re not. They’re much more sensitive than we are. And whenever we make a big deal of it, they seem to find a way to play it down… I honestly admire these people.

I remember the first time I met a blind person. I couldn’t be any older than five. I was visiting some relatives in Aragón (a Spanish region). Their neighborhood had a shared swimming pool and I had just learned to dive, so I was getting in and off the people the entire time. It was fun. One sunny day, I heard a young girl calling my name. So I ran to where she was and asked her what she wanted. She asked me to guide her all the way to the ladder to get in the water. I was surprised and asked her if she couldn’t see. She then explained to me she couldn’t, she was blind. That was the first time I heard that word, blind. I spent the rest of my vacation there with her.

Anyway, sight or the lack of it… these people see things that we don’t, see better than we do…

P.S.: What a wonderful movie ‘At first sight’ was Hopelessly Clueless. I really enjoyed watching it. It was a tear-jerker film. .

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