My grandmother always told me to eat my carrots so I would have good eye sight.
And I gulped down my mom's tender, savory carrots in our Sunday roast and hoped that I wouldn't be like everyone else in my family and have to get glasses.
And then in seventh grade, I took the vision test that we all had to take and completely failed. I remember telling the eye test giver that I couldn't see anything!
I was distraught that I would have to get glasses...even in the midst of having eaten my carrots all my life.
