The Space Within :: Education Medicine Learning Papers

The Space WithinMy second-grade instructor was a mediocre poet. For one of our elementary schools semiannual pageants, our class was supposed to represent washy pencils. Definitely silly, but we were much better off than the kindergartners, who had to portray paste. solely we had to do was wear different commented outfits and recite the little verses our teacher had written for us, one pertaining to each color. I was black. My stanza went something like this Black is the color of night,/And of the pupils in our eyes,/And our eyes are the windows to our souls. Not exactly earth-shattering poetry. I let off remember it, though, because at the time it circle me wondering. It was the last line, really. If souls film windows, crafty stack is easy. Anyone can see into a window, if the light is right. I survey maybe, if I looked deep enough, I could see all the mood to the bottom. I could live on ever soything about someone just by looking. I could know everything.Im not sure when I first became obsessed with knowing what was privileged people. I remember that one of the first fictional characters I ever identified with was a man in my book of Aesops fables. He complained that the gods should have made human beings with windows in their chests so that their thoughts could be easily read. I couldnt have agreed more. All I wanted was to know. It infuriated me to no end that I could see the world, and I could see what other people looked like, but I couldnt see what the world looked like to other people. I didnt care that everyones eyes saw essentially the same things. The things themselves were not important. It was the way they were seen that mattered, the way they got twisted around inside other eyes. For Christmas, when I was nine, I asked my mother for telepathy. What I got was a book about palm recitation and a trip to the movies.Before we walked into the movie theater, my mother told me she was going to footrace my telepathy. I want you to look at the people in the movie. mien in their eyes, she said. Look very closely. See if you can tell me what theyre thinking. I did my very best, watching intently as set after set of two-foot eyes fluttered across the screen. I was surprised at how easy it was.