Yesterday, as I was typewriting in front of the computer, I accidentally logged on to an optical glasses website, although optical glasses have kept me company for almost half of my life since my awkward secondary school years, the repugnance of eyewear aggravated with the prolonged experience of discomfort and inconvenience with a pair of eyeglasses putting on my nose. As far as I know, most people fall victim to vision problem as a result of acquired habit of wrong behavioral patterns such as intense use of eyes for an unremitting extended length of time, overexposure of eyes to the glare in the open, and poor posture in study and at work, rather than genetic factor. My own story of turning into a constant eyeglasses wearer well illustrated this fact.
I was born in a healthy family none of which ever showed a slight sign of vision problem and had a history of eyeglasses wearing. So it can be safely said that my inherited factor lacks the potential genes making me into a person of vision impairment thereafter. Now the reason why I become a member of eyeglasses wearer may be obvious. But the period of time when I first began to realize my eyesight suffered from such a sharp decline, the occurrence of such a awful condition was not understood to me at all. Nonetheless, when I was fully aware of the reality, I needed to wear a pair of optical eyeglasses for vision correction. I dared not imagine how shocked if my parents knew this. They often reminded me of eye protection by doing eye exercises regularly and keeping a correct reading position but I turned a deaf ear to their gentle persuasion. The regret, guilt or sadness were all too mild of a word to describe my sensation at that moment, I was on tenterhooks. Eventually, I confessed to my parents whose shock was just as great as I have expected before and they, after calming down, took me to buy a pair of prescription eyeglasses that were, are and will still be , as far as I can imagine, my lifelong companions.
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