Glasses.

Photo shoot with my new glasses!

For most teenage girl the word ‘glasses’ is one to evoke fear and terror; for me however, I think of glasses as a way to express my individuality. I suffer from tourette  syndrome, one of my ‘tics’ involves my eyes constantly going in and out of focus and my doctor recommended glasses to try and calm my eyes. I’ve grown up wearing glasses but when I hit middle school I decided to lose the four-eyed look and just put up with having impaired vision. Yesterday I went to a glasses store and purchased these big, clunky, groovy, and well, amazing glasses. And that brings me to my next story…

Blue Glasses

On Friday, I borrowed my brother’s nerdy blue fake glasses. I wore them to school and everyone love them… well everyone except my math teacher. I’m a good student, and I especially love math, so I have a rather good relationship with my math teacher. I walked into math class with all the poise and confidence in the world, I went straight to preparing my supplies for class. My teacher walked over to my desk and paused, I looked up at her curious as to why she was glaring down at me. “Terra take those glasses off right now, I do no ever want to see those again. If they aren’t prescription don’t wear them.” She snapped at me. At first I honestly thought she was joking but after about 10 seconds of her boring down at me, I realized she clearly wasn’t. Now, all of this might make sense to you; don’t wear sunglasses in school because they obstruct your vision. Well, the glasses I was wearing were completely clear, they had absolutely no infringement on my vision and I honestly don’t understand why I was forced so boorishly to take them off. It seems the teachers here just like to put themselves in control of every situation, even if there is no need for someone to be in control.