A few months ago I was taking the tram home. In my town, you need to check in and check out with a pass on the platform. I always stare out the window, because after a day of dealing with people, I need some peace. Suddenly, someone bumped into me from behind. It’s not uncommon for people to lose their balance, so I turned around to let that person know I was okay, no harm done.
I saw a young man, maybe late teens, carrying a white cane and staring into the distance. It was obvious he was blind. He was touching around, clearly looking for his way. I deduced he didn’t know his way around that well just yet. After meeting several blind people in the past, I never take their hands and only ask if they want help.
The boy touched around and tried to grab my backpack. “Sorry, human and a backpack, but it’s okay,” I said, and the boy moved away. He finally found the door, but it was on the wrong side. I blurted out, “Turn around 180 degrees,” which was stupid, and a more sensible young man said he needed to turn around for the other door.
The young man found the right door and we waited for him to get off. We all wondered if he would find the check-out-pole on his own — plenty of seeing people miss it — but we also knew he needed to do this on his own so he could learn. When it turned out he couldn’t find the pole, I wanted to get out to help him, but the driver of the tram was faster than I was and got out to tell the boy where he needed to be, not touching him, and the boy found the pole.
No one in the tram minded we left late; no one made a fuss.
Today, I took the tram home again and I immediately noticed a large teen with a white cane. Near his stop, he got up, went to the door without hitting anything. I did check if the stop-light was on, because that’s something he can’t see and I can do for him easily. He got off and I noticed the tram driver, a different one from months back, was ready to get out if needed, just like I was.
The boy missed the pole, took a rail nearby, followed it back, and checked-out. After the beep was heard, the tram driver closed the tram and we left.
To me, it felt like I watched something magnificent. He could find his way, on his own, giving him independence. Whatever his future may be, I hope it’ll be great.