observation in mall

After a long day at York dale mall I finally decided to get on the train and go back home. It was 7:35 and I was walking down the stairs to get into spadina station when all of sudden I bumped into someone while eagerly trying to put on my new sweater I just bought from juicy couture, I turned around and it was a blind white man probeally in his late 30’s, he had dirty blonde hair, clothe that were torn and way to big for him, he smelled as if he hasn’t showerd in days, he had such a seriose mad look on his face which got me scared a little, I then say “I’m so sorry sir, I didn’t mean to do that” then I got no response. I knew this blind man was the perfect person to do my observation on, so I quikly pulled my jornal and started to write. I was so shocked how this man knew were the doors wore and the stairs with no help. The train stared to come and a black women touched his sholders lightly to help guide him to the doors but he jump so fast had his fist ready in the air and said “don’t touch me” Many people on the train were offering him seats but he never accepted to anyone. He seemed so independent and I know I could never do this if I was blind. He wasn’t holding on to anything on the train, I noticed he did lots of small movements with his hands. He would put his hand out only a little bit and try to feel if anyone was beside him consently but he did it in away were the people around didn’t notice. Every know and then he would feel his strap on his bag the piece that was dangling to see if it was there. As soon as heared young station he quilqly got ready to get off and was moving his stick to make sure no one was blocking him. He got off and so did I, he walked to the west bound side while I went to the eastbound, I was in shock and I could tell he knew this staion at the back of his mind so well as he knew where the west bondstaion was with no hestaion on when to start walking up the stairs and when it eneded and when to make a right to head on to the