First published: Feb.20.2020
Rasool was a little boy when they moved from their village to the city of Shiraz.
He was a tall boy but always sat in the first row in his classroom just because it was the only way for him to see the blackboard.
Most of the time in the house, he kicked objects without intention.
His parents always accused him of being clumsy and stupid. Every time he wanted to move into the house, he tried to be more careful, but the same clumsiness kept happening.
Life was the same for him for years.
When he was in junior high, one of his mother’s friends visited them from their village to stay for a week. She was a delightful lady with a great attitude. After dinner, she brought a book out of her purse and a pair of glasses. In those days, not many people wore glasses, there wasn’t any ophthalmology, and no one did any check-ups.
Her tiny glasses had an old frame with a broken left handle. She installed wire and a thick rubber band to be able to keep it on her left ear. She looked very funny to Rasool.
Her stories were lovely and they liked her being around.
The next day when she was out with Rasool’s mother, he put her glasses on to make fun of her, behind her back. As soon as he had the glasses on, he saw the world differently. The brick walls had lines.
The pattern on the carpet made sense; everything was more bright and clear. He took her glasses to the school secretly without her permission.
He was able to see the blackboard from the last seat.
When the teacher saw Rasool with those ridiculous glasses, he introduced a shop in the bazaar that sells eyeglasses. After school, Rasool went to the store and tried many of the lenses and bought a pre-ready one. His world was blurry for years, and he thought he was clumsy and stupid.
If we had knowledge, everything in the world would make better sense. And to gain knowledge we need to read, see and experience.
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