The “Blinders” in Life

Dear Reader:

“Blindness” comes in so many different forms…but there is one, as a writer now, that I face every single day while working on my blog posts…the blindness of typo’s. This particular blindness never fails to astound me.

I can read, re-read, and even re-re-read what I have just completed for the next day’s post and never see those sneaky “typo’s” hidden within the passages. How can that be? My eyes still work (after all the cataract surgeries they should)…so how could I have missed this or that spelling or grammatical error(s)?

I remember my friend and fellow breast cancer buddy, Theresa Winders, used to be my spell-checker. I miss Theresa’s extra pair of eyes and I always marveled how she found the errors so quickly… while I had been oblivious to them.

It is a strange twist in life that provides this quite common dilemma in which we can spot everyone else’s typo’s but our own. (As a former teacher this is quite  irksome and even downright embarrassing.)

I believe this visual gap exists because we know exactly what we mean and are trying to say, within our content, so our writings read perfectly to us. If we pass it on, however, to a fresh pair of eyes, we get a whole new perspective. Others can see what we have missed.

It becomes quite easy to stagnate and become the “unteachable teacher”.

I remember I used to hold my breath each year when teaching assignments were given out…praying  I wouldn’t have to teach another subject, or a different grade level, along with my usual eighth grade social studies curriculum. When it did happen occasionally, I would be upset and complain (to anyone who cared to listen) that I felt my “expertise” wasn’t being applied wisely to the students assigned to me.

In other words I didn’t want to have to learn a new subject to teach when I was so comfortable in my old one….years of lesson plans and projects ready to be dusted off and re-played. Unknowingly I was evolving into the ‘unteachable teacher.’

Isn’t this true in life? When God shakes up our ‘little too comfortable’ lives… it is for a reason. He wants us to take the blinders off, look around, and start a new adventure. Life is too short not to do this…

So until tomorrow…Let’s stop, vigorously shake our own personal snow globe existence…and, then, watch the fun fall.

“Today is my favorite day”  Winnie the Pooh

While searching out “typo’s” I found some funny ones on-line. Here are a few:

Perhaps “Preface” would have worked better here.

*Hum….speaking of “typo’s”… did anyone catch a rather glaring one yesterday. I did… (about 4:00) in the afternoon. I was talking about pulling on Tigger’s leash…but I spelled it “lease.” The only plausible explanation (I can reason) for this misspelling is the ‘southerner in me’ whose dialect fails to attach consonants to the end of words.

Thankfully…there isn’t a spelling test (hopefully) at the Pearly Gates because I would be sitting down pretty quickly. *Or perhaps God takes into consideration where we were raised and realizes that misspellings were the “lease” of our problems! 🙂

*Ding-Dong….the Dingle girls (Doodle and Lassie) were here yesterday and ‘oh what fun’ they brought! Orange and purple Clemson-colored flowers and bright yellows to mix. The best part was catching up, however….so great to see them!

  • Don’t worry anyone… “Little Red” will be returning soon to reclaim his rightful throne. He is still at Tommy and Kaitlyn’s house growing into his new role as “King of the Porch.” We will make the switch Saturday at Jakie’s birthday party and he will return home with me Sunday! I have missed my “Little Red” but so appreciative of Tommy and Kaitlyn taking him in during the storm.

It is ironic that Doodle and Lassie stopped by yesterday since Lassie’s birthday is before mine…actually…TODAY!

Happy Birthday Lassie! We are always so glad to be “fall gals”….because fall flowers are the queens and princesses of the most perfect season of all!

About Becky Dingle

I was born a Tarheel but ended up a Sandlapper. My grandparents were cotton farmers in Laurens, South Carolina and it was in my grandmother’s house that my love of storytelling began beside an old Franklin stove. When I graduated from Laurens High School, I attended Erskine College (Due West of what?) and would later get my Masters Degree in Education/Social Studies from Charleston Southern. I am presently an adjunct professor/clinical supervisor at CSU and have also taught at the College of Charleston. For 28 years I taught Social Studies through storytelling. My philosophy matched Rudyard Kipling’s quote: “If history were taught in the form of stories, it would never be forgotten.” Today I still spread this message through workshops and presentations throughout the state. The secret of success in teaching social studies is always in the story. I want to keep learning and being surprised by life…it is the greatest teacher. Like Kermit said, “When you’re green you grow, when you’re ripe you rot.”
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5 Responses to The “Blinders” in Life

  1. Jo Dufford says:

    Glad you are home. Hope you had fun. (Well,that’s a given considering the ladies who were traveling together.) I do agree with you that it is so much easier to spot errors in someone else’s writing, and yet, it is after it is sent that we can find ours. To show you how the teacher never leaves us: once when Joe had had some throat surgery, I gave him one of the girl’s little pads that you could write on, lift the clear top sheet and the words would disappear. When he wrote to me, I found myself correcting the spelling, and then writing back. He just sighed and said, “Jo, I’m just trying to give you a quick message, and really, I can’t talk, but I can hear.”


  2. bcparkison says:

    This has a lot to do with my not bloging very often. Even though I keep the ‘book’ close by to check my spelling I find that spell check makes mistakes too. LOl


    • Becky Dingle says:

      Yes it does when the word can be differently in different situations…I used to pride myself on my spelling but I really have to work harder these days to ‘stay in check.’

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      • Becky Dingle says:

        * and I did it again…left out the first “used” ….the phrase should have read….”when the word can be “USED” differently in different situations…” Lord…help me! 🙂


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