Great things about being blind. Washing out your eyes?

Yesterday, I started a series of posts about amusing interactions I have had with young kids about my blindness. My very first job was as a camp counsellor at a camp for kids without disabilities. Early on, we were swimming and this little boy was convinced that if I ducked my head under water, opened my eyes for quite a long time, and then came up, I would see. He kept saying I must have lots of junk in my eyes. I should just try it. Once he realized it wouldn't work, he was quite sure that I had gone blind when my house blew up, caught fire, or something dramatic. He was also disappointed that it was nothing movie worthy after all.