It’s when my braille translation program got all messed up and what came out from the braille printer made absolutely no sense.
It was strange to call her Mrs. P at school suddenly. I’d gone for years thinking of her as my friend’s mother. She’d pick us up, make us dinner, and drop us off. All of a sudden, she’s my educator, teacher’s assistant, and I just don’t call her anything at all.
She was the first to use the word
and I have been a fan of that word ever since.
High school seems so long ago now, like an entire lifetime ago, but I’ve seen a lot of gobbledygook since the early 2000’s.
It all gets muddled with so many voices, spurting out nonsense and opinions all over the place and my headaches persist.
What I’m saying here now is more of the same. I can gobbledygook it with the best of them though.
When most people run their fingers or move their eyes along a line of braille they get only gobbledygook. When I do it, the world opens up to me beneath my fingertips.
I relied a lot on my friend’s mom/educational assistant to sort through so much nonsensical jargon so I could learn what I needed to learn.
Thank you, Mrs. P and
for bringing this word to my/our collective minds.