Being colorblind

Being colorblind

Kaleb Welch
Mrs. Raybe
English 12
12/17/14
College Application Essay: Prompt 2
When I was growing up, I thought I was like everybody else. Well, I mean, I still am for the most part. I didn’t know colors existed. As weird as that sounds, I had gone twelve years in my life not knowing I was colorblind. When someone showed me the shade of grey associated with color red, I just thought that that color of grey was called “red”. However, some colors were the same shade of grey. This unknowingly created some confusion but it never escalated to anything dramatic. For instance, I saw a car that was the shade of a bright color, and I pointed it out to my mom. “That’s an interesting color for a car”, I said. “Why? It’s just teal. There are plenty of cars that color”, she replied. I thought my eyes had deceived me, but the car had already passed, so I couldn’t confirm my suspicions. The first eleven years weren’t that bad, but I finally realized my problem seventh grade of middle school.
We were studying genetics in science class. The last couple of weeks we had gone things like the punnet square, DNA, genetics; standard biology for seventh grade science. One day while were in science, the subject of the day was colorblindness. I thought to myself, “Wow that’s interesting, what if I was colorblind?” Little did I know. We took some notes on how it is more common in men, and how it’s passed down genetically. After we were done with notes, my teacher opened a PowerPoint presentation, with the title “Colorblind Test”. I was not mentally prepared for this moment. She told us to write down what number we saw in the circle. She clicked to the next slide. All I saw were “green” circles arranged in a circular fashion. Confused, I asked the teacher if I could move forward because I couldn’t see the number. Confused, she said “umm sure”. So I moved to an empty seat in the front the class. For some reason, I thought that the number was written somewhere inside the circles. I...

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