Funny story for you on this cold, wet, windy, miserable day in Ireland…
I visited a school on Tuesday as part of the disability awareness programme I’m doing for work. The kids had an idea of what to expect this time and were much more talkative. They petted O.J as they came up to collect their names in braille. I showed them some of his things: his brushes passport and a bone-shaped toy that floats in the water. The teacher told me there was a big space in front of me if I wanted to throw it for him. I told her that probably wasn’t a good idea since he would get very lively, but not wanting to disappoint the kids I threw it anyway. O.J fetched it and came right back to me. He didn’t want to give his toy back and we had a bit of a tug of war game. The children found it hillarius and O.J wasn’t impressed when I hid the toy back in my bag.
I decided to show the kids how to do sighted guide, i.e. how to guide a person with a visual impairment properly by allowing them to take your elbo. The first volunteer came up and we began walking around the room. The class started laughing hysterically and I couldn’t figure out why. Then I heard O.J coming behind me, dragging the swivel chair he’d been tied to along with him around the room!
The teacher offered to hold him while I worked with the children, and he got very excited when I came back, like he hadn’t seen me in weeks. The teacher said that it was great to see the relaxed, non-working side of him, and that he has such a strong personality. I’m just glad the children found it so entertaining. He was quiet as usual when we went to the next class. We have to go back next week. I hope he behaves then.
He didn’t want to get off the bus, then walked right past the building where I work this morning. What a strange dog.