[nfbwatlk] Competing On Terms of Equality

Fri Mar 13 05:49:45 UTC 2009

Mike,

Thank you for putting this up on the list. Let's see if I can address
the discussion questions. (And watch out Seattle Chapter Members....
we may be doing the same thing soon <g>)

How can we make our resources work for us?

By talking to other blind individuals. Sometimes, I can't find my way
around a problem. I am way too close to it. By asking for input from
another blind friend... and even rarely a sighted friend... a new idea
forms. The lightbulb goes on and generally it is so darn simple that I
will feel silly for not havingt thought about it before. A very, very
simple thing about credit card slips. In reality as long as you sign
ANYWHERE on the slip, it will stand up as proof that you made the
purchase. However, people get hinky about "signing on the line". So,
have the clerk fold the paper on the signature line and then unfold
the receipt and WA LA a crease to follow. This has been a running
thing around here that my local stores and haunts now know without
asking... to fold the receipt and no big deal. I don't care and the
bank doesn't care where you sign it, but at least it helps those with
OCD keep  cool <g>

How do we feel about ourselves?  Our abilities? When I am tired and
not feeling confident, people "know". Instead of taking offense or
stumbeling through it, I accept the help. However, it can come back to
bite me in the butt because the next time I see the person, go to the
place, they then expect that they will have to give as much help that
day as the day I was so very off. If I feel good about what I can do
and recognize the areas that I have trouble with (harder than it
sounds, eh?) then it should be easier to deal with Jo Q Public. As I
said to someone today... Some days I get lost with confidence. Don't
know where I am, but confident that I am lost and will soon find
somewhere new". That was on a good day by the way <g>

Have you ever felt as though your self-confidence is being challenged?
I would like to meet someone who hasn't felt that way. Am I the only
one out there feeling like that? I know I can do it, have done the
task in the past, but this person who does not know me (and sometimes
does) isn't sure I am up to the challenge... are they right? Was I
wrong all the time? These are the times I need to do it by the
numbers, then. When I do complete the task to MY satisfaction, then I
know I was right and that I should not have let that bit of self doubt
in through the comments of the other person. Again, harder than it
sounds, eh?

How do we deal with situations where society says we cannot do
something because we are blind? Sometimes, just taking off and doing
it. I remember... now this was a long time ago.. before touch screens
(yes children there was a time before touch screens ) that I wanted to
work for McDonald's. I was 16, legally blind and sure I knew all that
there was to know about life... typical teenager. So, I go in and put
in an application for work at McDonald's. Imagine my surprise when
they turned me down. The general manager felt I would be a liability,
unable to handle the high traffic times and would not be able to punch
the keys or make proper change. All because I was blind and HE was
blind when he took off his glasses, so of course he knew what I was
dealing with. With an advocate (my "vision" teacher) and assurances
that I could memorize the keyboard, I worked for a two week trial
basis with pay, but no questions asked if I couldn't handle the job. I
memorized the keypad. That's all I did. The menu was pretty simple and
specials were already entered on an A, B, or C button that you
pressed. I ended up working there for a year and a half before I left
for college, got a write up in the newspaper and made it to Crew
Chief. A long drawn out way of saying sometimes you just have to prove
it. Respect, clear speech and a cool head with answers and suggestions
of how you might do it seems to go far. I was told to know what the
job was that you were going in for and what would be expected of you.
Know in advance of how you would do things so when an employer asked
how you might meet this or that requirement, you would have it worked
out. But I digress.... Just think outside the box...

Are we tolerant with those around us.  Those we live with?  Our
friends?  Total strangers? I am more tolerant with people who I know
and people who I know I will see again. A quiet word here and there.
Showing how to do things. Teaching... always seems to be teaching. My
big issue is when it comes to strangers. People who I think I will
never see again. I admit I am not as tolerant of those... especially
if it is the hundredth time you have had to say "No, I can walk and
chew gum at the same time!". But then when I have cooled down or
thought back over the day what impression does that give the stranger?
One time when I was at a Safety Ambassador's meeting and talking about
blindness and so forth, one of the ambassadors told me about an
experience they had with a blind person. Basically, they felt the
person was rude and that made them hesitant to approach another blind
person because they did not want to get their head handed to them
again. I tried to explain that blind people are people too, good days
and bad and that generalizing may not be the best way to take it all
in. He agreeded that it might have been a bad day for the person. It's
that whole thing of representing a total group with your actions and
words. Are all blind people rude? Are all fat people jolly? Are all
gay guys fashion gurus? It's not right, but it is there. So I try to
do the best I can and when I am in a real witchy mood, I just try to
stay low... by no means successful and I apologize in advance for
those of you out there who have had to try and fix the bad impression
I left.

Thanks again Mike. I look forward to hearing from others

Kris Colcock Lawrence
President, NFBW Greater Seattle Chapter
1st VP, NFBW
On Wed, Mar 11, 2009 at 6:15 PM, Mike Freeman <k7uij at panix.com> wrote:
> I consider the article shown below to be a "classic" of NFB literature. As far as I know, its essence was first given as a talk by Dr. Kenneth Jernigan (then President of NFB) at a JOB (Job Opportunities for the Blind) seminar at the National Center for the blind in Baltimore in 1980. JOB was a program operated by NFB in partnership with the U.S. Department of Labor designed to teach blind job-seekers the things they'd need to know to get and keep good jobs in competitive employment and to match qualified blind job-seekers with employers willing to hire them. In that setting, the article was called (My Experience in Employment" and conveys the sort of inventiveness and ingenuity as well as the sort of attitude required to compete in most jobs with the sighted. This version appears in the TOPS (Teaching Others to Serve) handbook. Here's the article.
>
> **********
>
> The Freedom Bell
> "Competing on terms of Equality"
> Top of Form
>
> by Kenneth Jernigan
> At one time in my life I sold life insurance a most interesting occupation. I had a big rate book in print. I could not always afford to hire somebody to go with me and read it for me. I was trying to make a living, not be an executive. I couldn't put it into Braille. I didn't have enough reader time for that and even if I had, it would have meant carrying around volumes. So that wouldn't have been practical.
> I had another problem: The company kept changing the rate book as new policies and procedures came along. So what was I to do?
> I could have asked my prospective customers to look up the information I needed, but that wouldn't have worked because the book contained information I didn't want them to have. I wasn't trying to hoodwink them. But if you're a wholesaler, you don't ask your customers to look in the manufacturer's catalog and see what kind of markup you make. It isn't good psychology. Besides, most of my clients would not efficiently have been able to find what I wanted. But what would have been even worse was that it would have destroyed their confidence in me. They wouldn't have believed that I was competent to handle their insurance business if I had done it that way.
> I either had to figure this out or stop selling insurance. By the way, when I'd tried to get the insurance job, the first company had said they wouldn't hire me but would let me sell in the name of another established agent and split commissions with him if I wanted to. I said no, I didn't think I'd do that. Then, I went off and found a company that would put me on.
> So I tried to discover if there was any way to figure out shortcuts to work with the rate book, a formula. I learned that if I knew the annual premium on a policy, the semiannual premium (if a client preferred to pay it that way) would be 51 percent. The quarterly was 26 percent, and the monthly premium was 10 percent. So right there I saved myself lots of columns. It isn't very hard to figure out 51 percent of something, or 26 percent, or 10 percent. Ten percent is easy all you have to do is move a decimal.
> Then, I started on the other end of it, the hard part. I learned that if I knew what an individual of a given age would be charged for a particular policy, there was a formula by which I could determine what that particular policy would cost an individual of any age.
> I arbitrarily took age 26, and (knowing the premium on an ordinary life insurance policy for a person of that age) I could figure the semiannual, quarterly, or monthly premium for a person of 50, 60, or any other age. Since we mostly sold fifteen or twenty kinds of policies (there were a few exotic things, but they were not ordinarily sold), I could put all the information I needed (name of policy and annual premium for age 26) on a Braille card or two and put them in my pocket so nobody would even know I was looking at them.
> It occurred to me that my competitors might also have such data available. Rate books are rate books. So I thought, "If ours are like that, I wonder what theirs are like." So I lured some of my competitors out to my house to sell me insurance and deduced a number of things about their policies unraveled the formula and found that they worked.
> One lonesome, rainy night I went to see a fellow who was quite well-to-do, a man who could buy (and intended to buy) a relatively large life insurance policy. It was going to make somebody a whopping good commission. There are always fewer things than there are people wanting them, and in this case a lot of us wanted his insurance business but only one of us was going to get it. And it didn't matter whether you explained it, or called yourself blind, or said, "I can tell you why I didn't do it." Only one thing counted: did you or didn't you? That was the test.
> So I went over to see him, and he said he'd been thinking about buying this insurance. I said, "Well, if you do, it will cost you this amount."
> Suppose, he said, I decided I want to pay it on a semi-annual, twice-a-year, basis?
> You could do that, I said, and if you did, it would cost you this amount.
> I've considered buying from this other company, he said. Well, I answered, they're a good company, and if you buy the policy from them, it will cost you this. And I went on to tell him as honestly as I could the advantages and disadvantages of the other company's policy and of mine.
> Then, he said, I'm going to give you my insurance business, because I think you know what you're doing. I had a fellow out here the other night who didn't know a thing. Every time I asked him any question he had to look it up in that little book he had.
> Now, I'm as lazy as anybody else. We all have a tendency to that, and there's nothing wrong with being lazy if you properly understand that it means extracting as much as you can for the labor you exert. That's perfectly proper. It's just that a lot of people don't know how to be lazy. If you'll work hard up front, it will allow you more time to do whatever it is you want to do, and you can do it more effectively, and have more time left over to do something else.
> If I had had sight, the chances are I never would have been motivated to have hunted up all that stuff and reasoned it out. But once I did, it proved to be a tremendous advantage and an asset. Yet a lot of people would have told me that I was handicapped in selling insurance because I was blind and couldn't read my rate book. And they would have been right unless I did something about it.
> I also did a stint teaching school. I taught in a school for the blind, in a day when blind teachers were not highly regarded. The question was: Could I carry my own weight, and (specifically) could I keep discipline? I figured out some methods that worked for me.
> At the beginning of the first class I made a speech to the students. I said to them, "We are entering on a new relationship." (That sounds nice and bureaucratic, doesn't it?) "We're entering on a new relationship, and we can live at peace, or we can engage in war. If we engage in a peaceful relationship, all of us can live happily. On the other hand, if you choose to go to war with me, I have certain advantages that you do not possess. You may have some that I don't possess-and some that I haven't thought of. But let me tell you what mine are.
> "I can give you assignments, or not. I can assign things to you in a minute or two that will give you a great deal of trouble, either to do or find ways of avoiding doing. One day (whether you now know it or not) it will help you if you have nice recommendations written on your reports from me not a lot, but it will help some.
> "But beyond that, if you try to engage in conflict with me, there are times when you will succeed in putting things over on me, because all of the brains didn't come here when I got here. So you'll win sometimes. But on the other side of that is this: All of the brains didn't come here when you came, so you'll lose sometimes, and I will catch you. It remains to be seen, then, whether or not I can make it desirable for you to try to live in peace with me. I choose peace if I can have it, but I will engage in war if I must." I made them that speech and passed on.
> I had a student named Johnny Lindenfellow, who was at that time in the seventh or eighth grade. He took every occasion to be as mangy as he knew how, and he was an expert at it.
> I tried to reason with him; I tried to be good to him; I pleaded with him about the good of the school and humanity; I talked with him about living and letting live. But nothing worked. There was no getting along with him. Nothing made any difference. In fact, whenever I would lay some punishment on him, he seemed to glory in it as being proof that he was a tough customer.
> So I changed tactics. One day when he had done something I didn't like, I said, "Johnny, you will please stay after class."
> I could feel him expand with pleasure. He knew I wasn't allowed to kill him, that there was some limit as to what I could do.
> After class, when we were alone, I said, "Johnny, it's been a long conflict between you and me, and I want to tell you now what I'm going to do. As you know, I teach other English classes in this school. In about two hours I'm going to be teaching an English class, and I'm going to provoke an incident in that class so that somebody misbehaves.
> "It's not difficult to think up some way to get it done. Then, I will say to the student who misbehaves, `Why can't you be a good little boy like Johnny Lindenfellow"' I will do that over and over and over until I make you the most hated boy in this school. You will fight fifty times every day. I will call you a good little boy to every class I have until the day comes that they will beat you to death. You will fight all of the time."
> "You wouldn't do that to me," he protested. "Oh, but I would!" I said. "It's clear that I can think it up... I did; I've already told you about it. And I will do it." He said, "Look, I'd like to get along."
> "So would I," I said. "I'm perfectly willing to have it either way, peace or war. You have declared psychological war on me, and I'm no longer prepared to be passive about it. I'm going to pull out all the stops and go to war with you now."
> "Look, I want to get along," he reiterated. "Fine," I said, and he and I became the best of friends and had no more trouble.
> That is one way you can maintain discipline. It didn't hurt him. It probably helped him. It certainly helped me.
> I discovered another very effective technique, which is translatable beyond school. One day I found a student engaging in an infraction of the rules. I said nothing about it until the next day. Then, in the middle of the class period, I interrupted what I was saying and remarked: "Yesterday, Frances, you violated this rule (and I specified). Your punishment is this." Without another word I returned to the discussion.
> Nobody said much, but I could hear people thinking about it. In a day or two I caught somebody else doing something, and didn't mention that for two days. The next time I let it go three days-then, a week-then, two weeks-and then, three. Thus, the culprit never knew whether he or she had been detected in crime, and the agony of the suspense cut down on the pleasure considerably.
> The students never knew whether they had been caught-or when the ax would fall. A lot of times teachers forget that they were once students themselves, and they don't put any ingenuity into the psychological warfare which some students take joy in waging and always win.
> We had a rule in my class. If anybody brought anything in and left it there and I found it, that individual had to sit down and punch out a whole sheet of full Braille cells, using a dull stylus and an old slate that wasn't in good alignment. The work had to be done in my presence so that I knew the individual had done it. That was also the rule if a person didn't bring whatever was supposed to be brought to class-book, paper, or whatever.
> Once when I was keeping library, the president of the senior class brought me a written book report. I got called away from the library desk. When I left at the end of the period, I forgot to take the report with me. The next day when he came to my English class, the student walked up to my desk and handed the report to me. He said not a word. He just stood there. He had obviously primed all of his fellow students. Everybody simply sat and waited.
> "You've got me dead to rights," I said. "Furthermore, you have done something else. You have stripped away all of the things that might have muddied the water. You didn't come and demand that I do anything. You didn't make me a speech. You just brought the evidence and laid it out. Therefore, today in library I will bring the slate and stylus and come and sit at your table. In your presence I will punch each and every dot and present you with the completed page."
> I would like to be able to say that I deliberately planned that piece of drama-that I knowingly planted the book report and calculatedly forgot it in the hope that he would do what he did. But I didn't. I wasn't sharp enough. However, I hope I learned enough from the experience that I would do it next time-assuming, of course, there ever is a next time. It worked wonders. It made the students feel that I was willing to be flexible, that I wasn't stuffy, that I took seriously the rules which I made, and that I was not above the law. It did a lot of positive things, and if I had had the wisdom to think, I would certainly have staged it, just the way it happened. But I didn't. I simply saw the possibilities in the situation and took advantage of them. Somebody has wisely said that luck is where opportunity and preparation meet.
> Many of us who are blind could get jobs that we don't get, and we don't simply because we have been told by others that we can't perform, and we have believed it. We have been told that we're geniuses for doing the simplest of routine tasks, and we have taken pride in the so-called "compliment."
> Too often we have sold our potential equality for a trifle: If, for instance, it is raining and luggage is to be loaded into a car, which is right in front of a door and easily accessible, almost nobody would think anything of it if a perfectly healthy blind person waited under shelter while a sighted person said, "Just stand here. I'll load the car." It isn't pleasant to get wet, especially if you have on freshly pressed clothes. I know. I've been there. And there is a temptation, if nobody expects you to do whatever it is, to take advantage of it.
> It is a matter of having sense enough to know how to behave to get on in the world. If my motive in standing in that doorway is that since only one person is needed to load the car and that there is no point in everybody getting wet, that's fine. But if my motive is to stand and wait because I'm blind, let me not complain the next time I don't get equal treatment when the goodies are being passed out.
> I believe that I am capable of competing on terms of real equality with others in jobs. When I have had a problem I don't believe it's because anyone has wanted to be vicious or unkind or mean to me. It has been because people have taken for granted that I can't be expected to do this or that kind of thing. And sometimes I haven't believed I could do things.
> I know that before I can convince anybody else, I must convince myself. I must really believe that I can get along as well as others. Unless I believe that, how can I expect other people to believe it? To a great extent, the sighted public will treat me and other blind people like what we believe in our hearts we are.
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> For discussion
>
> How can we make our resources work for us?
> How do we feel about ourselves?  Our abilities?
> Have you ever felt as though your self-confidence is being challenged?
> How do we deal with situations where society says we cannot do something because we are blind?
> Are we tolerant with those around us.  Those we live with?  Our friends?  Total strangers?
>
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