I always thought I could see perfectly well. It never crossed my mind that I might be missing out on things. Until I went for my first eye test, at which I discovered that everyone else could see a lot more than me. Including my brother who to add insult to injury could read the bottom line off without pause for thought. My mum had had her suspicions when I wondered why ‘our’ bus always drove straight past the bus stop without stopping to let us on.
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