As equity, diversity and inclusion become politicized, needed programs cut and public respect for people living with disabilities wanes, I find myself grasping for slivers of hope. Here are a few that have come my way recently:
- At age 76, I was gifted with my first Barbie, Blind Barbie. A billion Barbies have been sold. In the past seven years, Mattel has produced several Barbies with disabilities, including Blind Barbie in 2024 and autistic Barbie in 2026. Barbies were first sold in 1959. I was ten then and into reading, puzzles and stuffed animals, definitely not Barbie. Sixty-six years later, I’m still not a fan of her rigid plastic exterior, her skimpy clothing, her unreal body and her shallow consumeristic lifestyle. Blind Barbie has a cane and dark glasses perched on her head. The packaging says Barbie in Braille. Since she arrived in my house, I’ve been looking hard for something to love about her. So far, I’m glad she exists for young blind girls who might like to be part of Barbie’s world. I do wish there were other blind dolls readily available for girls not into that world.
- Mona’s Eyes
Written by Thomas Schlesser
Translated by Hildegarde Serle
Read by Holly Lucas
Reading time; 15 hours and 53 minutes
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Ten-year-old Mona and her beloved grandfather have only fifty-two Wednesdays to visit fifty-two works of art and commit to memory “all that is beautiful in the world” before Mona loses her sight forever. While the doctors can find no explanation for Mona’s brief episode of blindness, they agree that the threat of permanent vision loss cannot be ruled out. The girl’s grandfather, Henry, may not be able to stop his granddaughter from losing her sight, but he can fill the encroaching darkness with beauty. Every Wednesday for a year, the pair abscond together and visit a single masterpiece in one of Paris’s museums.
I’m glad this book was available in audio from the National Library Service fairly soon after it came out in print. I like knowing what’s being written about blind folks, even if it is that old trope of “tragic descent into darkness”.
3. In October I purchased Rayban 2nd generation smart glasses. In addition to hands free texting and listening to music, they have the capacity to read some and describe scenes. I’m using them on a daily basis to go through mail and toss the junk. For serious reading of the mail, I still prefer a human. I’m using it to identify teas and boxes and cans of food. I ask it if a light is on, which has saved me a few pennies, I’m sure. With less paid reader time and less electricity wasted, I’m on track for them to pay for themselves in four to six months. I wish I could read a book with them, but they’re not that “smart” yet.
4. My screen reader on my computer, JAWS, has recently upgraded to have a scanner built in so it can scan and read PDF documents that aren’t done accessibly to begin with. That’s proved useful repeatedly for some of my committee work. The less I have to ask others to make things accessible (even though they should and in some cases have to by law), the easier it is.
None of these improvements are game changers, but each makes my life a little better. Here’s to more access and better representation in 2026!