A student came to me today. I knew something was different about them, but I could not for the life of me pinpoint what it was. It was not a student which I regularly would see in my office, but one I regularly would recognize. I could not quite put it together, until much later in the day. New glasses.
At grad school tonight, we talked about seeing things from a different perspective. We discussed the difference a proverbial “new pair of glasses” could make. It rang clear both in a literal sense from earlier, and a figurative sense from our in class discussions. New glasses.
Looking back, I think more about the student and the discussion from grad school. If that student had readily worn new glasses, why can it be so challenging for us as adults to put on new glasses with others? We are quick to get stuck in our ways, in our mold, but once we see things differently, more clearly, problems seem to become easier to deal with.
I know tomorrow I will see that student. I will compliment them on their new glasses, and thank them. They may be confused, but their confusion will be minor to the clarity it served to produce.