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May. 3rd, 2009 09:16 pmSo yesterday afternoon was spent in North Phoenix at a local NOAH meeting. Albinism isn't very common, so local meetings are small, and this one consisted in just a bunch of people meeting in someone's house.
I was the only person with albinism over 20 there. There were two boys, aged 6 and 12, and four girls, ranging in age from 8 to 18, and their parents. And one baby who showed up after I left. The six-year-old was hyper, but he's six. Everyone else was OK, and seemed a lot more well-adjusted than I was at that age. The teenage girls were all in band, and had large-print music sheets, which I didn't know existed.
The mainstream media I've been absorbing lately would lead us to believe that kids are rotten, that the Jonas Brothers are turning our girls into Britneyized purity-whores, that reality TV is turning our boys into scheming douchebags, but the ones I seen were OK. Or it could be that albinism turns you into a square, and that's why I got along with them so well.
But I was able to impart my wisdom of how to survive four feet from the sun, and how they're already probably doing better than I had, just by getting a monocular before the age of 24. I'll probably be seeing them all again at the Bowl-a-thon that we're finally going to have in June.
I will say that I wish that, instead of getting out of my P.E. credit requirement, I had instead taken a band class to meet that requirement.
I was the only person with albinism over 20 there. There were two boys, aged 6 and 12, and four girls, ranging in age from 8 to 18, and their parents. And one baby who showed up after I left. The six-year-old was hyper, but he's six. Everyone else was OK, and seemed a lot more well-adjusted than I was at that age. The teenage girls were all in band, and had large-print music sheets, which I didn't know existed.
The mainstream media I've been absorbing lately would lead us to believe that kids are rotten, that the Jonas Brothers are turning our girls into Britneyized purity-whores, that reality TV is turning our boys into scheming douchebags, but the ones I seen were OK. Or it could be that albinism turns you into a square, and that's why I got along with them so well.
But I was able to impart my wisdom of how to survive four feet from the sun, and how they're already probably doing better than I had, just by getting a monocular before the age of 24. I'll probably be seeing them all again at the Bowl-a-thon that we're finally going to have in June.
I will say that I wish that, instead of getting out of my P.E. credit requirement, I had instead taken a band class to meet that requirement.
