The sight
of the event kept me wandering if he was really blind, the encounter took me
back to the dictionary to check if my definition of disability is actually
correct. If a blind man can confidently lead a man with not one eye but two,
then who is the disabled. Trust me my place of primary assignment is getting
more and more interesting by the day.
By the way,
it may interest you to know where I was posted for my primary assignment. It is
the Enugu state special education school, now, the word special in the name of
the school simply meant that it is place for the challenged students- the
blind, deaf and dumb to be more specific. When I first saw it on my posting
letter at the parade ground on the passing out day, I was angry but I summon
courage from within to overcome every scorn from other corp member, soon, I
became so proud of it that I began to shout it on the roof top- I am posted to
SPECIAL SCHOOL!
However,
when I got to the school, I was out rightly rejected, that sounded interesting
because I already had another alternative, the police college was ready to
accept me with a decent accommodation of 2 bedroom flat and full
responsibilities for my health insurance but I was ready to dare the
impossible, I wanted to serve indeed, I really want to know and feel what it
feels never to be able to recognize colours, to know how it feels to have so
much to say but limited in speech, to see people getting excited by what they
hear but never understands the reason for their laughter.
Now I’m
deviating from the matter, how the blind man led the way. A blind man came to
our school after a long period and he was having difficulty locating the exact
place where he was going. It was exactly at this time that he met me, he simply
ask “ hello, can you please help me to Mrs Igbokwe’s place?” I hesitated and I
answered, “ I just arrived yesterday sir, I practically don’t know anywhere
here” he said he was very sure the bungalow is somewhere around where we stand,
that made my work easier, there are two buildings there, the one on the right
is a classroom so the one on the left must be for Mrs. Ogbokwe. While I was
still ruminating over this, another blind woman appeared holding the hand of a
blind man and leading him to Mrs. Igbokwe’s residence, hmm, what a coincidence!.
To cut the story short the same woman offered to help my new friend and they
all insisted that I follow them to know the place. Although I had my two eyes,
they showed the way, even in their sightlessness.
