Magazine article Tikkun

Fall to Your Knees and Thank God for Your Eyesight

Magazine article Tikkun

Fall to Your Knees and Thank God for Your Eyesight

Article excerpt

was my mother's usual response

to my bouts of childhood whining.

I can't find my other sneaker.

Fall to your knees and thank God for your eyesight

There's no one to play with this early.

Fall to your knees and thank God for your eyesight

My bicycle only has three gears.

Fall to your knees and thank God for your eyesight

It's a line best delivered in a rural Irish accent,

but my mother didn't have one of those

growing up on a farm in Ontario, Canada.

Nor did she have much Canada in her voice.

Fall to your knees and thank God for your eyesight, aye?

was not heard in the hallways of our house.

Needless to say, I never fell for it,

though it did create pauses in my trickle of complaints

and maybe cleared some room in my room

strewn with toys-small tanks and smaller soldiers-

a little space to think about God and eyesight

but not for long, of course, the demands of childhood

being what they are. …

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