A Revolutionary Tea Party: A Moment of Shared Accessibility

Boston fashioned its revolutionary identity hurling tea into the Boston Harbor—an iconic event that inspired a second Tea Party movement hundreds of years later. But this post is about a third Boston tea party event, not as well-known, but revolutionary in its own right.

Several months ago, four of us—Mike Mellor, author of Louis Braille: A Touch of Genius, Ann Cunningham, a renowned sculptor and tactile artist, JoAnn Becker, an NBP Trustee and technology trainer at Perkins, and myself, a publisher at NBP—attended the unveiling of the Edgar Allan Poe statue in Boston. Edgar Allan Poe statue in BostonOne of the best-kept secrets of Boston’s literary history is the fact that Edgar Allan Poe was born here.

Moments after they removed the covering from his life-size statue, the four of us pushed hard against an enormous crowd to get close enough to touch Poe’s swirling cape, to trace the enormous wingspan of his raven, even to insert our hands into the raven’s screeching beak. It was a moment of shared accessibility and we felt giddy.

In fact, it was the second time that day that we shared a moment of culture and art. Earlier, passing by the Museum of Fine Arts, we spontaneously decided to venture in to see what might be accessible to us all. As we walked through the heavy doors, Ann suddenly remembered that she had worked with Steve Landau at Touch Graphics, and Hannah Goodwin, Manager of Accessibility at the Museum, to create a tactile book that explores American Style through the centuries by showcasing contrasting teapot designs!

Each era was illustrated with an example of a teapot MFA book in print and braille on period teapotscreated in that period’s style, and embossed in low relief. Accompanying text, in large print and braille, described each design in detail. The coup d’ grace was an electronic pen that, when any element of the design was touched, would provide even more information. Unfortunately the battery in the pen had run out and we were not able to access this feature. But by now our batteries were already charged with this unexpected treat, as Ann and JoAnn sat down on an ancient museum bench to explore Style: Period Details Explored in Teapots as tactile designer and art devotee respectively.

“I feel I have as clear a vision of what those teapots look like, and each unique period’s design, as anyone sighted,” said JoAnn, as we left the museum. “I had no idea until today that I prefer the Federalist period of teapots over the Empire era and precisely why!”

It seemed an ordinary and an extraordinary afternoon among friends—as simple and yet as exquisite as a teapot.



What Braille Readers Found Interesting in 2014

What blog posts did braille readers and others interested in National Braille Press find  interesting in 2014? Our  annual report for our blog, Inside NBP, revealed the answer.

The top posts were:

  1. Ruby Bridges and Her Teacher Reunite Because of a Print/Braille Book” by Diane Croft
  2. Blind iPhone Empowerment” by Barry Scheur
  3. Observations Without Sight: Teach Your Children Well” by Wynter Pingel
  4. No One Told Me Braille Was Hard, So it Wasn’t” by Edward Bell
  5. Minding Your P’s and Q’s: Learning Braille as an Older Adult” by Helen Kobek

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Here’s an excerpt from the Annual Report:

The concert hall at the Sydney Opera House holds 2,700 people. Inside NBP was viewed about 11,000 times in 2014. If it were a concert at Sydney Opera House, it would take about 4 sold-out performances for that many people to see it.

Click here to see the complete report.

What Does a Spicy Pepper Have to Do With Social Change?

By Bill Raeder and Jeanne Flannery

Kanthari is the name of a small pepper kanthari peppernative to southern India. It is hot and spicy, variable in its color and qualities as it ripens, and has nutritional and health benefits.  Kanthari is also an institute for social change in the southern Indian state of Kerala.  Its formal name is the International Institute for Social Entrepreneurs, but it is called Kanthari because it too is hot and spicy in its pursuit of the betterment of the human condition.

Social visionaries from around the world come there as “Participants,” each with their seedling of an idea for a grassroots project to reverse a social injustice inflicted upon some marginalized group. Staff and volunteers with relevant experience work as “Catalysts” to help Participants formulate their “big kanthari 1dreams” into concrete plans for well structured projects. Catalysts also provide them with tools for such functions as financial control, project management, and fundraising. Most of the Participants are from Africa and Asia and many of them have experienced in their own lives a “pinch point” where they have experienced and overcome adversity.

Take Samuel, for example, from Uganda, who was kidnapped and pressed into service as a child soldier. He was commanded to kill a woman who was disabled. Knowing he would be going before the firing squad, he refused. Because the commander of the firing squad happened to know his father, Samuel managed to get away and escape.  After his son became deaf from Malaria, he directly experienced discrimination against the disabled, and inspired by that disabled woman, he was moved to start an organization in service to disabled people in his country.

Yamin from Myanmar is blind. Her project is to enable other blind women in her country to become economically self-sufficient by teaching them how to bake and how to launch their own bakeries.

Odion from Nigeria suffered the death of her sister in childbirth and now plans to greatly reduce such needless deaths in her country by providing health and maternity education to child-bearing aged women.

Nagendra from rural Nepal saw as a youth the ineffectiveness of the monarchy in improving social conditions such as education, medical care, and basic infrastructure.  As a young man he was jailed when fighting for what became the successful overthrow of the monarchy. Now, 20 years later, he sees that waste and corruption, mismanagement, and incompetence have prevented the Republic from doing much better. He is starting a volunteer organization in his village to work shoulder-to-shoulder with elected officials and town administrators to identify and plan improvement projects and to provide training in project management, resource allocation, and sustainable leadership. His dream is to thus make his village a model of progressive good management of public resources.

Others are addressing prejudices against certain subgroups of society like widows who are shunned by the community and even unjustly blamed for their husband’s death; teenage girls who become pregnant and are expelled from school as bad examples and are shunned by the community, even by their families; individuals with albinism who dread going out because they are so denigrated, even raped because of the superstition that sex with an albino will cure AIDS.

These are some of the 19 Participants that Jeanne and I worked with in our five-week stay there. We were volunteer Catalysts helping the Participants develop and present their “Dream Speeches” to be given as their last assignment before graduation. The requirement of presenting their project in a succinct, well-structured, and well rehearsed speech was for many of them also an exercise in refining and clarifying their project plans. Also, none of them learned English as their first language so they invited assistance with vocabulary and rhetoric. The Participants were happy, committed, and spirited as was the whole campus, so for us, working with them was an enriching and joyful experience.

braille without bordersThe two founders, Sabriye Tenberken from Germany and Paul Kronenberg from Holland are themselves wonderful models of social enterprise. They previously founded Braille without Borders, a school for blind children in Tibet, and The Farm, also in Tibet, a vocational training and skills development Center for the blind with its environmentally and financially sustainable agriculture and economically sound production of ancillary products like cheese and bread. Less than a decade ago, having delegated the daily management of the school and the farm to their graduates, they set forth to multiply their effect by founding Kanthari to stimulate, train, and support others to develop like projects.

They have taken a raw piece of jungle on a lake shore in the outskirts of the city of Trivandrum and created an attractive and kantharifunctional award-winning eco-friendly campus. In addition to an auditorium, various assembly rooms, a dormitory, an office building, and a kitchen from which three meals a day are served year-round, there is an outdoor amphitheater where 7:00am lectures are often conducted. Notably there are numerous places indoors and out where small groups of people may be spontaneously attracted to confer.

The class of 2014 graduated on December 19th with Participants acquiring their new appellation, Kantharis. They’ve gone home now to commence “Act V,” setting up their projects while still under the active mentorship of Catalysts back on campus.

Applicants for the class of 2015 starting in May are now being recruited with an online application deadline of February 15th. Special attention is being given to attract blind applicants.

Successful applicants who become participants receive a full scholarship including room, board, and laundry facilities, but they must meet these requirements: pay for their own transportation and visa, provide their own pocket-money, be 22 years of age or older, have sufficient proficiency in English for the conduct of all activities, have basic computer proficiency, and the big one – they must have a big dream.

Learn more about graduate Kantharis and their projects.

For the story of how a blind woman from Germany ended up as the cofounder of a school for blind children in Tibet and as the creator of the braille code for the Tibetan language read the fascinating book, My Path Leads to Tibet by Sabriye Tenberken.

Why We Love Louis Braille

Wouldn’t you just love to give Louis Braille a tour of National Braille Press? To see the whole staff anticipating his arrival, scurrying around, but in a professional way, a little bit, with glee? To hear a knock on the door, open it and see Louis Braille, all humble and curious about doorbells? “Welcome, Mr. Braille!” you would say, containing your delight. “Please, come right this way…” as you begin gracefully angling through doorways together, guiding him from room to room, station to station, showing him the technologies that are his great-great-great-great-grandchildren?

And the pinnacle of the tour: putting into his hands the perforated and bound justice of parity-priced children’s braille books? Louis BrailleHow keen it would be to show him the enormity and organization of what he created, now in full form, breathing and active in a triple-decker building in Boston? To say to him, “Louis, we are so proud to claim you as our own.”

We would love to do all of that because we love Louis Braille. We love Louis Braille, most of us, without even knowing we love him. It’s a funny kind of love, this, for someone we have never seen in action let alone met. We have never seen him on YouTube demonstrating (patiently? grimly? amusedly?) how to track efficiently. We will never see him scissor his hands out mid-page, or ear him chuckle about a quietly read joke. We will never see his fingers gallop and click their way along the route of a slate, stylus plucking paper, inverting us forward. But still, unmet, we love Louis Braille.

braille alphabetLouis Braille is beloved for both his mystery and familiarity. Like a divine and wise ghost who trails around after each of us, and yet is everyday and forever untouchable. But we feel he is a good friend for what he gave us, what he went through for us. He would know what we continue to go through, as we seek access to the printed world. He would marvel at our progress, and yet feel concerned for us, and have the merest bit of shock that, with his code available, we non-print readers still struggle to gain access to the word.

Perhaps most significantly though we love Louis Braille because he died relatively unknown–no obituary and an insignificant burial. But he made a huge difference in millions (over time, billions) of lives. He was a small man in his world in his time, but his life and his contributions remind us that every person touches many others.

And what he did makes life better for those of us fortunate enough to know braille. In that way, he makes us feel that we matter. Our lives matter, our literacy matters, our safety and comfort matter. In a world where we still struggle for access, struggle to know what is on our bank statements and rail against an internalized message, “You are blind so you do not matter,” Louis Braille’s existence reminds us that our contributions matter. That our sufferings and joys, our letters in braille, our relationships, our successes and our losses, our thoughts and our humor all matter. We matter dot-by-dot…the way each itty-bitty dot matters in our reading. We are here, and we matter.

We will never know this man, this giver, this man-of-hands, this dotted sleeper giant of the blindness community. But we love him deeply, and we will continue to create, in his name, a literary world of freedom and justice. He embossed his way into our hearts, minds, spirits and bodies. And that is loveable.

And, as he leaves the halls of NBP, samples of embossed, definitive justice in-hand, we say to him, “Thank you, Mr. Braille, for gracing us with your presence here at NBP and in the world. We feel you here with us, and you are loved.”

Observations WIthout Sight: Teach Your Children Well

While at a friend’s house a few weeks ago, a little boy loudly asked his mother, “Is that the one with bwinded eyes?” His mother quietly told him yes, and then quickly tried to distract him with other things. Not to be deterred, he asked me, “How did your eyes get bwinded?” I must admit that I don’t have much experience around little children and feel a bit awkward around them no matter what the situation. But I told him openly that my eyes didn’t work because I’d been born too early, before they were ready to work. (OK, not completely accurate, but close enough.)

His mother continued to shush him and I felt a little angry at this. I wanted to say (but didn’t) “You’re teaching your child, right here and now, that blindness is something we shouldn’t talk about, something shameful perhaps.” I doubt very much that this was her intention, and I can’t imagine what it’s like to have a young child and be embarrassed about what they’re saying or doing, worried that it will offend someone else. But if I could get one message across to parents of young children, it would be:

You know better than anyone how curious your child is, how eager they are to learn. Let them learn; let them ask questions, interact, engage. Please, don’t worry about me. There’s nothing your child could say that I haven’t heard before, and I’m not likely to be offended by a little one who is learning.

girl petting guide dogAbout a week after that, I was walking down the street when a little 6-year old girl and her father came up to me. She asked if she could pet my guide dog, Colbert. I stopped, had Colbert sit, and let her pet him. She asked me why my eyes weren’t open, and I told her that since they’d never worked, sometimes I just forget to open them. She asked about how Colbert and I did things, and her father told her that we do the same things everyone else does, just sometimes a little differently. She asked why I couldn’t see, and I told her I’d been born 3 months early. It turned out that so had she, and that we both weighed 1 pound 11 ounces.

This was a wonderful experience mainly due to her father’s open attitude, his willingness to allow her to ask questions, and to take that risk of possibly embarrassing or offending someone. If parents have a general attitude of kindness toward others and sensitivity to the feelings of other people, their children will pick up on this and learn from them. It will be much less likely that a child’s comments or actions when they see someone who is different will come from a place of criticism or meanness, and much more likely they will just want to learn!

Love your children, teach them to love, and allow them to engage, connect, and explore that common ground that we as humans all share!


Wynter Pingel works as a braille proofreader at National Braille Press in Boston, MA.