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When I was 13, there was a local disco in our local community centre.

I begged my mom to let me go.

All of the kids who lived by me were going. My best friend was going.

My mom eventually agreed to let me go, but only if she picked me up afterwords.

It was held on a Friday evening, from 8 PM until 11 PM!

I was in a boarding school for the blind at the time and on Fridays I would get the train home to Cork.

I was so excited on that Friday evening!

I could not wait to get off the train and meet my mom!

When I got off the train my grandad and mom picked me up. We drove home, me talking non stop all the way there.

My best friend was waiting for me. I quickly changed my clothes, and we began to walk with some other teenagers to the community centre where the disco was being held.

It was all I’d hoped it would be.

We danced to the latest songs, we chattered to each other, we even bought food and soft drinks.

When it was over at 11 PM, I was so happy.

I walked to where my mom was picking me up.

“Did you have a nice time”, mom asked.

“Oh yes, mom” I said happily.

This is a night I’ll never forget.

My mom just laughed, “neither will I”, she said, hugging me.

You see I am blind. My mom had let me experience something that my sighted peers were experiencing, even though she was terrified to let me venture out to a disco on my own.

For that I am truly so grateful, my mom is the best, she never let my disability stop me from doing normal every day things.

In fact, she would encourage me to try new things, to do what my sighted peers were doing.

That memory of my first disco is still so strong today. I remember that night with fondness.

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