Seeing is not feeling, but feeling is seeing

Matthew MacLennan
6 min readApr 13, 2021

Norma is a teacher in Milan, Italy. I read a brief letter she wrote and was struck by her ability to put her experience into words. I find it difficult to see like she does, but maybe I can learn by reading her letter.

It is early morning. I’m the only one at school. I enter and I turn on the lights in the empty hallways. The window shades are down and the desks are waiting for no one. There is not even a hint of my colleagues, but someone may come in later. I go to the classroom of my seniors. We are in what has been classified as a “dark-orange” zone, and therefore the students are working remotely. Morale is low, and I ask myself, “How can I stay in front of those faces with hope in my eyes?”

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I’m trying to see what she is seeing. Norma mentions that “morale is low”, probably because of the situation of COVID-19 in Italy. Is morale low also for her? She then asks herself “How can I stay in front of those faces with hope in my eyes?” She doesn’t want to have hope — she wants to have hope in her eyes.

I’m now trying to feel what she is feeling. What is her desire? No… not desire: What is she FEELING?

I think she feels alone: she is the only one at school, the classrooms are empty and it is discouraging for her. She feels it’s her responsibility to be a face of hope for her students, but she

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Matthew MacLennan
Matthew MacLennan

Written by Matthew MacLennan

A recovering narcissist. I want to see your eyes and face your questions.

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