Eye cannot envision not wearing glasses

Eye cannot envision not wearing glasses Ever since second grade an ever stronger prescription for nearsightedness donned my countenance, cuz myopia (inherited courtesy both parents) rendered me 'As Blind as a Bat' . For some reason, I wanted side arms that wrapped behind the ears, also known as cable temples like those worn by Mark Smith. a classmate of mine where I got me some learnin' at (Henry Kline) Boyer Elementary School, where yours truly attended third to sixth grade in the little hamlet that time forgot and the years could not improve of Evansburg, Pennsylvania. Self consciousness found me surreptitiously slipping the glasses on and off my button nose, when the need arose to read what the teacher (at Eagleville Elementary, which school attended the second half of the school year 1968, cuz my parents moved from Lantern Lane in Audubon, Pennsylvania to Level Road in Arcola/Collegeville, Pennsylvania), addressed as Missus Rittenhouse - who interestingly enough sported a body as big as a little house) wrote on the blackboard. Lack of writing down helpful readable notes linkedin with sloppy penmanship (on par with chicken scratch - cluck...cluck...cluck...) found me drawing blanks, when quizzes or tests got administered. Mein kampf hummed tunefully or analogous to a ship of state nonchalantly bobbing along like a little buoy on calm waters drifting totally tubular within the meandering time stream of life mostly receiving clean bill of health, whereby I experienced only the usual childhood illnesses such as chicken pox, measles, and mumps additionally I exhibited hypochondriacal tendencies (after exiting childhood's end) of course worse case scenarios imagined worrying myself 'blue in the face' regarding yours truly (me) NOT experiencing any major life and death crisis of body electric, but mental health brush with death (a horse of a different color) whinnied and nayed as anorexia nervosa compromising, jeopardizing, and wreaking havoc nothing short of renting asunder body, mind, or spirit triage. I vividly recollect during school lunch yours truly never ate anything and at least one inquisitive student asked and peppered me if my abstinence NOT eating linkedin to religious reasons. I could hardly escape some critique of my person outside the cafeteria, particularly when riding the school bus, cuz Alan J. Herr and his ilk relentlessly teased me calling out when I boarded the bus "four eyes" and "professor" but once mature cataracts removed, (courtesy opthamologists at Kremer Eye Center - King of Prussia) I can go back to the future and cast laser beam light sabers visualize a stun gun emanating out these ocular orbs and cast piercing rays upon the head of those pesky perps.