Sharon,
I love it.  How true it is.
Vinny
----- Original Message ----- 
From: "Carol Pearson" <[log in to unmask]>
To: <[log in to unmask]>
Sent: Monday, July 17, 2006 1:15 AM
Subject: Re: "Over there?"


> Love it Sharon.
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> I saw another one of these a few years back on the NET.  It was a recorded 
> file and bril but I can't remember anything more than that about it. 
> Anyone else remember?
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> --
> Carol
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> ----- Original Message ----- 
> From: "Sharon Hooley" <[log in to unmask]>
> To: <[log in to unmask]>
> Sent: Monday, July 17, 2006 4:19 AM
> Subject: "Over there?"
>
>
>> As my guide dog and I stood in line at the checkout of the River City 
>> Market at CSUS, I asked the cashier what I considered a simple question.
>>
>> "Where are the napkins please?"
>>
>> Her response was hurried, but sincere, "over there."
>>
>> Emerging from the light rail for the first time, I managed to catch the 
>> attention of a passer-by. "Please sir, can you tell me where I might 
>> catch bus 63?"
>>
>> A kind voice offered a pleasant response before disappearing into the 
>> cacophony of the early afternoon, 'You can catch it, 'Over there.'"
>>
>> So many things reside over there -- napkins, bus stops, pencils, pens, 
>> clothing racks, department stores and even my shoes! A never ending 
>> supply of important and indispensable items and locales all reside in 
>> this place which is shrouded in mystery and intrigue.
>>
>> I stand in perplexed silence after learning that something is over there. 
>> It is a place I have never been and have no hope of finding on my own.
>>
>> My guide dog is quite skilled in finding chairs, stairs, elevators, 
>> escalators, helping me cross streets, and can even find me the Diet Pepsi 
>> display at Food Town; however, when I tell her to find "over there" her 
>> little bottom hits the floor and a small whimper tells me that she is as 
>> confused as I.
>>
>> We will not be going "over there" today. Over there has caused me abit of 
>> vexation, a lot of confusion and, on occasion, made my heart race.
>>
>> I have discovered that "over there" can be a dangerous place. One day, 
>> while crossing a street, I heard a driver's irritated voice shout out a 
>> warning of a truck bearing down on me from over there. Shadow artfully 
>> dodged the oncoming vehicle and pulled me to the safety of the curb.
>>
>> Our hearts were both racing as we took a few moments to compose 
>> ourselves.
>>
>> Close encounters with over there can be frightening experiences. Although 
>> many blind people have wondered as to the exact location of, "over 
>> there," few have dared to venture forth in an actual exploration of the 
>> mysterious place.
>>
>> One day, while standing in line at the supermarket, I asked the clerk 
>> where I might find the aspirin. With a cheery smile in her voice, she 
>> informed me that the aspirin was located, "over there."
>>
>> With a weary sigh, I decided that I would take the extra step that would 
>> unravel the mystery, which had vexed my compatriots since the beginning 
>> of time.
>>
>> Taking a deep breath, and attempting to look nonchalant, I smiled at the 
>> clerk, "Where," I asked, "is over there?"
>>
>> I imagined the girl's shocked expression. I felt her sharing 
>> condescending and concerned looks with her fellows in the store. The 
>> silence grew palpable as they mulled the possibility of allowing a blind 
>> person access to the forbidden land. She had no choice; she would have to 
>> tell me how to find "over there!"
>>
>> I had won! Exhilaration swept through me as I waited in breathless 
>> anticipation. A victorious smile crept to my lips, my hand tightened on 
>> the handle of Shadow's harness, we would soon be going over there!
>>
>> The clerk's voice reeked with resignation as the decision was made. "That 
>> way," she said.
>>
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>> Sharon
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