Shag green carpet with orange, yellow and green striped wallpapered walls made a very bright bedroom. It was complete with a matronly yellow rocking chair. I had crawled underneath it and lay in the sunshine pushing its way into the room. If I positioned myself just right, I could see the dust particles floating through the light beams.
And then it happened. Open-Close-Open. Light then Dark then Bright Light again. And for the first time I realized that my eyes BLINK. I was only about 3 years old and this happens to be one of my earliest memories. I was totally amazed that my eyes could close quickly and reopen. And to find out that nothing CHANGED while blinking was even more fascinating. Wide-Shut- wide again….Amazing! My dolls and even new kitten remained the same. Better yet, they were still there. Nothing disappeared. What I was seeing was real, not scenes of a movie or backdrops. I blinked my eyes continuously for quite some time that day.
Unfortunately, I looked very peculiar for a few days. My next memory is being smacked upside the head by my mother for “nervous twitches” which she believed were “sexual.” But that’s another story with a different theme.