My Wonderful Life

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Chapter 1: chapter 1
(by Maheen Wickramasinghe, added on 24 October 2013 07:51 AM)


This book that I am about to write, is dedicated to each and every single one of my friends, relatives, and family. For now, I am only sending this to those who I deeply trust and who are very dear to me, including those on this website. This is going out to a selected member of people in my address book who have, and are continuing to be, the most caring, loving, wonderful bunch of people I have ever had in my life. Folks, if it wasn't for your love, support, friendship and encouragement, I wouldn't be where I am at today. In 2012, my dear brother and cousin, Nirosh, encouraged me to write a book about my life. He told me that I should write about my life in full detail and to send it out to my trusted friends and family. I thought about it, and I decided to start writing!:) Now, I decided to do this book in chapters. This way, it will be easier for you. You can all make a print out of these chapters as some of these will be quite lenghthy, and you certainly can read at your own leisure. I am writing this mostly by myself, so there won't be any co-writers, editors, etc however, Nirosh my dear brother gave me some ideas as we had a long talk about how I should put this book into full detail. I would like to first say to you all, that I will absolutely not make a single negative, derogatory remark to any of my parents, family, relatives, aunts, uncles, and dear friends in this book. That is definitely not the right thing to do, as that would be very inappropriate for my family's safety. I will not gossip or bad mouth a single person in this book. Some of you might find what I am about to write a little contervercial, shocking and at the same time, surprising. It is all with good writing, and I am writing all this from my heart. Even though some of my dear family are now gone, I will always express my sincere appreciation and gratitude towards them and and all of you for all that you have and are continuing to do for me. I feel like 2013 out of all the years I have been alive, has been a total changing point of my life spiritually and emotionally. Friends, I have not been the same since. God has done so many many wonderful things for me and I now feel like it is time to tell you how God has changed my life in this detailed book. I sincerely hope you will find what I will write powerful, and I can hardly wait for your comments and what you have to say. If you have any criticisms, I will not at all take them the wrong way. I will try to correct them immediately as I want to get this book published locally in Canada!! Telling you all this folks, litearlly is giving me cold chills of excitement and joy! I will start off by sending you each chapter one day at a time. I'm not sure how many chapters there will be, but I promise that I will do my absolute best to write this to you good naturedly and in a caring manner. I will not write anything that will bore you like in certain biographies. That is a promise. This book is dedicated to a person who has this year, made a huge change in my life. This person has had such a powerful effect in bringing my life back to normal in 2012, God bless her. Hannah Day.

Chatper 1:

It was a very hard start for my loving mother who gave birth to me on the 16th of September, 1984. I of course couldn't remember anything at that time due to my brain not fully developed until I was 2 years of age, but over the years I was able to ask my mother a lot of questions about my early start. Oneday, my eyes suddenly got extremely red. This of course was a huge scare for my parents. Tears always come into my eyes when I think about what my mother told me and as I write this to you, I truly could feel the sorrow and pain my mother had to go through. My mom and dad took me to a doctor somewhere in Sri Lanka. The doctors for some reason told my parents that my eyes were red due to cancer. Well, needless to say, this got my parents very suspicious and scared at the same time. They then immediately rushed me to England where they again took me to an ophthalmologist at the Moorfield hospital. This hospital is the oldest eye hospital in the world. It was there that my parents found out, that I was born totally blind. My mother was devastated. My dad too was shock. My dear mother did not get over the shock of the scare of me being blind for a long time. You see friends, I have a rare eye condition called, norries disease. This condition is the same as what my uncle has who is also blind. He is my momís brother. This condition makes blind people unable to do a number of things and norries cause learning disabilities for a number of blind people, and unfortunately, this includes myuncle and I. Later, I will talk to you about some of these disabilities and how teachers in schools were unable to understand about my disability very well. Things got extremely rough for several months. My parents then got me back to Sri Lanka and my mother from what I can remember being told, went for lots of councelling and they did not at the time know what to think of. Then, my parents finally decided to get my aunt who's my dad's sister, to look after me while my mother recovered from the shock. My aunt moved with us to Bermuda where my father was stationed, and she looked after me for one year. Now, I deeply thank her from the bottom of my heart for looking after me and taking extra good care of me and my mother. I am very greatful for all that she did for me. My aunt left Bermuda I believe before I turned 2 years old. From that day forward, it has been my mom and dad looking after me ever since.

I was in seventh heaven with the way my life was going when I was young. I attended nursery school in Bermuda and absolutely loved it. Oh friends, I can still remember the first day when I attended nursery school. I was scared. And I mean, really really scared. I cried and cried and screamed. I could not bear to go to school. I hated it. I could not understand what my parents were trying to do to me. I was shocked. I will tell you another story, something I used to do almost every morning. When I went to my first nursery school, everytime we got close to the school when mom drove me, I would put my whole right hand in my mouth and pretended to throw up. It was my way of saying, oh mommy I can't go to school I don't like it I wanna go home. Mom didn't take much notice of it until I continued to keep doing that rotten thing. Then finally, the teacher who is also a Sri Lankan who is a close friend, told mom that if I kept on doing this, I would have to eat my breakfast at the school. Well, that is exactly what mom did. She made my breakfast and packed it in my little lunch box and took it to the school. I guess I must have stopped doing that awful thing!:) I then learned a lot of things. We sang songs, told stories, but I did not learn braille there until I was 5 years old.

I can still remember waking up in the middle of the night, hollering and crying and wetting my diapers until mom carried me and calmed me down. I got awful nightmares in those early days folks. It was through these rough years, that my life, began to change. My father bought several records and cassettes of some of the music they grew up with such as Tom Jones, Elvis Presley and Engelbert Humperdinck. I grew up listening to these legends and I can remember so well when tucked to bed every night, my lullaby's were Elvis, Tom Jones, Engelbert, and some of the artists who were starting to make it big at that time such as Michael Jackson, Phil Collins, and my favorite at that time, Whitney Houston. I just loved Whitney's singing and it devastated me when she sadly passed away in 2012, same with Michael Jackson in 2009. What awful tragedies. Elvis, however, was to make a huge change in my life when I was very young and to this day, he still remains my favorite of all time! I will talk about Elvis in my later chapters and how his music changed my life. I begged to have an organ. I still remember vividly asking mom in Sinhalese which is what we call mom, "Ammi, I want to play the piano." I believe on my 3rd birthday, my dad got me a small organ which I treasured. I played and fooled around with the keys, not knowing of course how to play note for note. My grandmother whom I still love, came over to Bermuda to stay with us and support my family when I was 3 years old. Then one morning and as much as I try to ask my memory to help me remember it, it still won't properly come back. I asked my grandmother how it all began, and she told me the story. One morning while my mom and grandma were in the kitchen, they heard me playing the organ like I did everyday. Then, they heard me playing the Christmas classic, Joy To The World! I believe they got my dad to hear me play when he came home from work that evening. Well, they were totally shocked. I picked that song up by ear! I still chuckle thinking about how I was able to pick that song up without anyone teaching me! I began playing more and more, then they took me for piano lessons in Bermuda. I was just thrilled. Music meant ever so much to me friends, and it still does to this very day. After listening to all those cassettes and records, I began to show a huge interest in music. I will always say this. If it wasn't for my parents bringing me up listening to music, I would never have gotten interested to become a musician. God bless them.

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