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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: It's a Colorful World (12/03/09)

TITLE: Seeing With the Heart
By Yvonne Blake
12/07/09


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Interview with Winifred Thomas

Reporter: Winifred, itís a privilege to talk with you today. Could you give our readers an insight into how it feels to be blind from birth? How have you coped with your handicap?

Winifred: I donít think of it as a handicap. Everyone has a weakness. Mine just happens to be my sight. I have other strengths that I couldnít have lived eighty-six years without.

Reporter: What kind of strengths?

Winifred: Oh, I can hear and identify many smells and sounds that most seeing people donít notice- such as: I smell sour milk on you, so I assume you probably have a young child.

Reporter: (laughs) Youíre right! My son spit up on me just before I left the house. I thought I washed it all off my shoulder. What else do you sense?

Winifred: You are wearing heelsónot appropriate shoes for a clear day like today.

Reporter: Right again! Although, itís rather cloudy today, not clear.

Winifred: I meant it was clear like ice or a cold window pane.

Reporter: Oh! I never thought of it like that! But you canít see the sky or colors, so how do you know what color they are? Do you describe things by how they feel?

Winifred: Colors have meaning to me. Green is like a needle, and red is like maple syrup.

Reporter: Wait a minute! Maple syrup isnít red.

Winifred: It is to me. I associate something sweet with apples or cherries, with peppermint sticks...or maple syrup.

Reporter: Oh! Okay, I understand. So, why is a needle green?

Winifred: It pricks me like roses and Christmas trees.

Reporter: Interesting! What does blue mean to you?

Winifred: Blue is warm, and the sun is black.

Reporter: (shaking head) Youíve lost me there. Why is the sun black and blue?

Winifred: (smiles) No, a summer day is blue, and the sun is black. When people say the sky is blue, my skin is warm, but the sun must be very hot to make everything warm. So, it is black like the stove and burning coals.

Reporter: That makes sense! What about white?

Winifred: White is one of my favorite colors. It is soft like my kitten and sheepís wool and snow and moss. (touching reporterís sleeve) Your coat is white.

Reporter: (laughs) Actually, itís black, but I never thought of how many white things are soft and fluffy.

Winifred: Does your coat make you hot?

Reporter: Itís making me hot in this room.

Winifred: Then it IS black!

Reporter: Tell me about other colors.

Winifred: (leaning back her head to think) Yellow is sour like pickles and lemons and grapes.

Reporter: Yes, that one I can easily understand. What about purple?

Winifred: Purple? Purple is wet. When I brush my cheeks against purple lilacs, I get all wet. Walking barefoot in the grass gets my toes all purple. My kittyís fur turns purple when sheís been outside on a snowy day.

Reporter: Hereís a hard oneópink!

Winifred: (giggle) Pink is gooey, like gum and taffy and pine tree sap and melting wax.

Reporter: I love it!

Winifred: Emotions have colors, too. Anger is orange like a fire, but sometimes it is green when its words sting. Stubbornness is silver like a cold, hard metal. Happiness is purple-y refreshing, but joy is fuzzy white.

Reporter: You are a wise woman, Winifred. What color is love?

Winifred: (smiles) Love is beautiful. Love is brown.

Reporter: Brown? Not red or pink?

Winifred: Why should it be red or pink? Those are nice, but brown is the color of loveóof fresh bread or warm milk, of packages in the mail or swept floors or a ticking clock, of my fatherís arms and hugs and kisses. Brown is the color of home.

Reporter: Thank you, Winifred. Itís been wonderful seeing the world of color through your eyes.

~ ~ ~

ďThe best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched. They must be felt within the heart.Ē Helen Keller


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Lynda Schultz 12/10/09
Fascinating. I've often wondered how a blind person would understand colour.
Bryan Ridenour12/11/09
Kept my attention throughout. Really enjoyed the interview and the different look at "Color."
Beth LaBuff 12/11/09
This is so cleverly written. I enjoyed every color description and the logic behind it. The quote from Helen Keller is perfect. Great work!!
Barbara Lynn Culler12/12/09
This is beautiful!
Dianne Janak12/14/09
I LOVED this! Beautiful, creative, thoughtful, fun, meaningful and made me smile. What a gift God has given you!
Charla Diehl 12/16/09
Very interesting use of the topic. This interview helped me understand God's gift of color for the blind.
Verna Cole Mitchell 12/16/09
Wonderful writing in this very creative story.