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A long, long time ago I was a young 

kid like you and the best part of every 

day was getting to go to school!

I learned to read, I learned to count and 

sharing was so fun! I got to learn new 

things about my classmates, every one.

Snack was always yummy and it was nice 

to get a break. Then, back to work! There 

were always projects for us to make. 

I made a bunch of new friends and I liked 

to play outside. To get home every day, it 

was the big bus I would ride. 

For some kids, school almost seemed like 

it was just a chore, but school was my 

favorite! There was nothing I liked more!

But then...

Little by little things changed – I 

didn't know what was going on!

Sometimes I would get headaches.

Sometimes I would read things wrong.

If I sat far from the teacher, I couldn’t 

see the board and if we had to write, 

sometimes I wrote down the wrong 

word.

What does that 

say?

So one day I went home from school and I 

talked to my mom. I said “School is getting 

hard!” and told her what was going on.

Mom took me to the eye doctor. He had 

bad news to tell. He said he was sorry, but 

that my eyes weren’t working well.

My eyes were not as clear and sharp as 

they once used to be. “You’re going to 

need glasses!” the eye doctor said to me. 

My mom helped me pick out a pair, big 

and round and new. When I finally got 

them they were thick and heavy, too. My 

parents told me when I wore my glasses I 

looked cool, but I did not want to wear 

those glasses to my school!

Ha ha! That girl 

looks funny!

Four eyes!

I thought kids would make fun of me - 

would they laugh and call me names?

Would they point and stare and whisper? 

Would school ever be the same?

My tummy got the butterflies and I 

was really worried. When it was time 

to go to school, I really didn’t hurry.

My mother sent a note with me to 

give to Mrs. Jensen that told her 

about my glasses and my worry of 

acceptance.

Dear Mrs. Jensen, 

Kelly got new glasses that she has to 

wear to school and she is very worried 

that they will not look so cool. Can you 

please tell her she looks fine and 

everything's OK? Will you tell her 

classmates that her glasses help her 

see each day?

Sincerely, Kelly's Mom

My teacher read the note and then 

she told me not to fret. She said:

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