It's just as well then that I have 6/6 eyesight, though I do have red/green colour deficiency (no, it's not called colour blindness; that would be only seeing in black and white). I pride myself in being able to see what bus is coming before anyone else, being able to see posters' fine print from far away, and not spending a small fortune on spectacles and the aforementioned and suitably-named contact lenses.
Yes, despite my inordinate number of green T-shirts I bought because I thought they were brown, I am proud of the two brown eyes God has given to me. Now that's something I want Sarah to inherit from me that's hereditary.
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