Wednesday, April 1, 2009

Touch and Feel.....

The continuous advancement in today’s modern world of ICT has, without any doubts or arguments, played an important role in improving the lives of the blind community. It allowed and empowered the blind community to achieve independence and live a normal life alongside the rest of the sighted world. I, for one, can truly vouched that the assisted technology and the various accessibility options available had provided me the much needed tools and inspiration to cope with my sudden loss of sight. I know that there are still a lot more ICT to learn and to acquire but I am glad I am on the right track.

Not forgetting the basic tool aid in communication, an almost 200 years old communication tool for the blind which still proved to be an invaluable asset and skill to acquire besides the various assisted ICT tools. Yes, I am talking about Braille! The ability to read Braille will certainly further enhance and improve my life. I am IT literate but Braille illiterate!! The feeling of helplessness, frustrations and anger in not being able to feel the words, for example, Braille written notices on doors and different floor levels of the lift buttons located next to the lifts, etc.

Well, I have recently started to learn Braille, beginning with the basics and perhaps, similarly to a young lad learning the ABCs. Unfortunately, I am an adult and understandably, the touch and feel sensation of my fingers may not be as sensitive as the younger guys. The theory part of recognizing and the memorizing the different sequence of the six dots combination proved to be easier than I thought it would be. However, the practical aspect in the touch and feel for alphabets, words proved to be more of a tougher task and challenge. According to my VIP friends, it would take some time in discovering the right finger that would be most sensitive to touch and thus, be able to feel the letters and words. After a few months of experimenting, I realised that my right hand index finger, particularly the right part of the index finger has much more sensations and feel than the other digits. There is still a lot of hard work, patience and practical experimentations in my quest to learning Braille, in the months to come. I do hope that with my strong determination, I would be able to acquire some of the Braille reading skills and perhaps too, be both IT and Braille literate one day.

More challenging times ahead!

Following is an extract from Wikipedia of a brief biography of Louis Braille, a truly remarkable man who had truly, undoubtedly, changed and transformed the world in bridging the world of communication between the sightless and the sighted.

“The Story of Louis Braille
There was a time, not long ago, when most people thought that blind people could never learn to read. People thought that the only way to read was to look at words with your eyes.

A young French boy named Louis Braille thought otherwise. Blind from the age of three, young Louis desperately wanted to read. He realized the vast world of thought and ideas that was locked out to him because of his disability. And he was determined to find the key to this door for himself, and for all other blind persons.

This story begins in the early part of the nineteenth century. Louis Braille was born in 1809, in a small village near Paris. His father made harnesses and other leather goods to sell to the other villagers. Louis' father often used sharp tools to cut and punch holes in the leather.
One of the tools he used to makes holes was a sharp awl. An awl is a tool that looks like a short pointed stick, with a round, wooden handle. While playing with one of his father's awls, Louis' hand slipped and he accidentally poked one of his eyes. At first the injury didn't seem serious, but then the wound became infected. A few days later young Louis lost sight in both his eyes. The first few days after becoming blind were very hard.

But as the days went by Louis learned to adapt and learned to lead an otherwise normal life. He went to school with all his friends and did well at his studies. He was both intelligent and creative. He wasn't going to let his disability slow him down one bit.

As he grew older, he realized that the small school he attended did not have the money and resources he needed. He heard of a school in Paris that was especially for blind students. Louis didn't have to think twice about going. He packed his bags and went off to find himself a solid education.

When he arrived at the special school for the blind, he asked his teacher if the school had books for blind persons to read. Louis found that the school did have books for the blind to read. These books had large letters that were raised up off the page. Since the letters were so big, the books themselves were large and bulky. More importantly, the books were expensive to buy. The school had exactly fourteen of them.

Louis set about reading all fourteen books in the school library. He could feel each letter, but it took him a long time to read a sentence. It took a few seconds to reach each word and by the time he reached the end of a sentence, he almost forgot what the beginning of the sentence was about. Louis knew there must be a better way.

There must be a way for a blind person to quickly feel the words on a page. There must be a way for a blind person to read as quickly and as easily as a sighted person. That day he set himself the goal of thinking up a system for blind people to read. He would try to think of some alphabet code to make his 'finger reading' as quick and easy as sighted reading.

Now Louis was a tremendously creative person. He learned to play the cello and organ at a young age. He was so talented an organist that he played at churches all over Paris. Music was really his first love. It also happened to be a steady source of income. Louis had great confidence in his own creative abilities.

He knew that he was as intelligent and creative as any other person his own age. And his musical talent showed how much he could accomplish when given a chance.

One day chance walked in the door. Somebody at the school heard about an alphabet code that was being used by the French army. This code was used to deliver messages at night from officers to soldiers. The messages could not be written on paper because the soldier would have to strike a match to read it.

The light from the match would give the enemy a target at which to shoot. The alphabet code was made up of small dots and dashes. These symbols were raised up off the paper so that soldiers could read them by running their fingers over them. Once the soldiers understood the code, everything worked fine.

Louis got hold of some of this code and tried it out. It was much better than reading the gigantic books with gigantic raised letters. But the army code was still slow and cumbersome. The dashes took up a lot of space on a page. Each page could only hold one or two sentences. Louis knew that he could improve this alphabet in some way.

On his next vacation home, he would spend all his time working on finding a way to make this improvement. When he arrived home for school vacation, he was greeted warmly by his parents. His mother and father always encouraged him on his music and other school projects. Louis sat down to think about how he could improve the system of dots and dashes. He liked the idea of the raised dots, but could do without the raised dashes.

As he sat there in his father's leather shop, he picked up one of his father's blunt awls. The idea came to him in a flash. The very tool which had caused him to go blind could be used to make a raised dot alphabet that would enable him to read.

The next few days he spent working on an alphabet made up entirely of six dots. The position of the different dots would represent the different letters of the alphabet. Louis used the blunt awl to punch out a sentence. He read it quickly from left to right. Everything made sense. It worked...

(Louis Braille's invention continues to inspire new and innovative products that help build a world that is more inclusive for people with disabilities, such as ADA ramps, also known as "braille for the feet.")

Phil Shapiro
Copyright 1995
All Rights Reserved"

1 comment:

shuang said...

heya, nice to meet you. i'm a VIP myself from malaysia and now studying in Australia. i recently came across your blog, its an inspiration to me. keep it up with what you are doing, and always remember, although we are VIPs, but we aren't disable. ;) just, having some sight chellenge. take care, have a great weekend. cheers,