Sunday, 17 January 2016

Short Story #57: Vision

Ricky could not remember the first time he started wearing glasses. It is virtually hard to recall the exact moment when the majority of his childhood was literally spent on playing in the mud with his little brothers who had complete disregard for hygiene (at that time) and taking care of his beloved Dachshund named Eve. And Eve was actually a boy, which Ricky had no idea till he visited the vet when Eve got sick from being fed expired dog food. It gave then five-year-old Ricky such a huge shock and that was on top of his crucial mistake of not checking for the food's expiry date.

That aside, Ricky was pushing his blue lenses up his nose after providing a lengthy and informational explanation about the dangers of global warming to a younger student whom he was tutoring for spare cash when said student posed the question.

"When did you first started wearing glasses?"

How it had anything to do with the lesson at hand, Ricky was totally unsure. But what he was certain about was that his student was easily distracted and that Ricky just simply does not remember. For as long as he started his education, he had wearing glasses. He wore it once he stepped out of his morning shower, and never took it off, unless he had to, until the night time when he would sleep as early as 10 p.m. every night. On another note, he simply did not understand those who sleeps as late as 12 a.m. especially on days with no homework. Why sabotage yourself and limit the number of sleeping hours? He would rather have an adequate amount of sleep so that he could function at his top form during the day than dozing in and out of consciousness during class.

After scolding the student and barking at him to take down whatever he had said, Ricky stared into space and frowned. How come he could not remember a simple memory? How did his myopia start and when? This was seriously roasting his brain and it was barely afternoon. A sigh escaped Ricky's lips and this caused his student to jump, staring at him in terrified suspicious. Secretly, Ricky likes instilling fear in his students because it made him feel feared and immensely respected.

Oh well, who cares anyway. What matters is the present and not some past where- oh now Ricky remembers! It started way back when his English teacher instructed him to read some lines from the board and he could not see a single thing - it was all in a huge blur that it completely terrified him out, thinking that he had became blind.

Ah, sweet memories.

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