By Diana Tucci
“There – there’s a space between those two layers that you have to fold that edge into, do you see that?” I said to the older woman sitting next to me. I had never met anyone worse at following directions. It was a Lunar New Year celebration and she wanted to learn how to make origami paper cranes. It had been a long and tiring day, and I was in a bad mood for most of that time. My friends had left without me and I was waiting for someone, anyone, to drive me home so I wouldn’t have to walk back in the cold of a Pittsburgh winter. She sat there, bent over her work, apparently ignoring the things I was showing her. I was really starting to get frustrated.
“No, I can’t see anything,” she replied. It wasn’t until then that I realized she was blind.
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