The Space Within :: Education Medicine Learning Papers

The Space WithinMy second-grade teacher was a second-rate poet. For one of our elementary schools semiannual pageants, our class was conjectural to represent colored pencils. Definitely silly, but we were much better rancid than the kindergartners, who had to portray paste. All we had to do was wear different colored outfits and number the little verses our teacher had written for us, one pertaining to each color. I was black. My stanza went something deal this Black is the color of night,/And of the pupils in our eyes,/And our eyes are the windows to our souls. Not just now earth-shattering poetry. I still remember it, though, because at the time it toughened me wondering. It was the support line, re aloney. If souls have windows, knowing tidy sum is easy. Anyone fanny limit into a window, if the devolve is right. I thought maybe, if I looked deep enough, I could see all the way to the bottom. I could know everything more or less someone just by looking. I could know ever ything.Im not sure when I first became haunt with knowing what was inside people. I remember that one of the first sham characters I ever identified with was a man in my bulk 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 cute was to know. It infuriated me to no end that I could see the world, and I could see what former(a) people looked ilk, but I couldnt see what the world looked like to other people. I didnt care that everyones eyes saw essentially the equal 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 go for telepathy. What I got was a book about palm reading and a trip to the movies.Before we walked into the movie theater, my mother told me she was going to test my telepathy. I want you to look a t the people in the movie. Look 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.