My friend, Bets, and I are planning a trip outstation in a week's time. Winnie wanted to come along. Bets plans to pick me and then pick Winnie up. Then Bet's mind is a blank, she would not know how to proceed to the highway.
When I heard that, I can believe her as there are certain parts of my town that I would not have the slightest clue how to navigate in or out of. Winnie could not stomach that, there began an argument. I can certainly see Winnie's point, Bets probably had driven that way with some directions from Winnie sitting in the passenger seat. But in a spatially challenged person's mind, it would take repeated driving on the same route in the same direction before the route is etched in her mind. After places are well recorded for years, an absence of six years would effectively wiped out the records.
Winnie complained that her husband could not see places in his mind as well as herself. But still, he is better than Bets. As long as Winnie could not accept the shortcoming of her husband, there would be exasperation on her part. If she persists in not accepting Bets' shortcoming, soon she would not be included in future trips.
In fact, Bets admitted that her marriage broke down in part because of her many "disabilities" which she could not overcome by adulthood. Her husband got so exasperated by her and called her "stupid". The more he called her names, she seemed to freeze and became worse. Then he seemed to believe that she purposely became worse to annoy him. It then became so bad that his life goal was to chase her out of his house. All these seemed very far-fetched. But it is not the first case I have come across. What the husband did not realize is that children inherit genes from both parents, the chances of both children inheriting the same genes that cause the learning disabilities are fifty fifty. Therefore, he in fact kept one child that has the same basic set of problems as the mother, he just chased away the very person who could intervene and teach the son how to cope with them.
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