“It is so loud. Bells, voices, flashing lights scare me. A few minutes ago a lady in a gray outfit took me from my parents. They’d waved and smiled and acted like it was a party. But I saw the tear on my mom’s cheek —she was afraid too. That lady placed me here, strapped me…”

“When I was a little girl no one realized I couldn’t see. Well, “see” is both an objective and a subjective word here. Objectively, I was nearly blind. From how early an age, no one knows, but the fact was discovered when I was in the second grade. The subjective part…”