Seeing Essay
The Park from My Perspective
Everyone has different perspectives on certain topics, thoughts, and even their surroundings. The environment may look beautiful and majestic, while some may recognize it as boring and colorless. One may interact with the environment to fulfill certain needs and desires, such as Dillard in the forest, who hid pennies underground and drew arrows for others to find her coins. In the forest, she also describes hundreds of migrating blackbirds. The eye is a major component in Seeing. Dillard further describes cataracts which blinded many (which was later treated through surgery and return their eyesight.) One may call his or her eyes the “window of souls,” because happiness, sadness, fear, love, and other emotions can be read from his or her eyes. It creates memories and scenes, either bitter or sweet, that one can look back to, in the future. What one sees in his or her eyes may be colorful or dull, pleasant or awful, or simply black or white. Now this is what I see at Agawam Park, where I am near the fountain midday on a Saturday. Sitting on the ground with a pen on one hand and a notebook on the other, I carefully observe my surroundings: the people, plants, water, and the sky. They seem to be looking at me in a strange way. They’re probably asking themselves, “Why is that weird boy just sitting there?” or “What is he doing?” Should I stare back at them? I ask myself, No. Instead, I choose to ignore them to focus and clear my mind, and enjoy what is around me. Though a quieter and more peaceful place would be more suitable for this, it’s manageable. The weather is pleasant with the bright hot sun shining, and puffy white clouds floating high above the horizon. The warm temperature blends perfectly with the cool breeze. I look above the sky and see a commercial airplane up high in the bright, blue sky. It looks as if it’s as high as ten Empire State Buildings, maybe more. I watch it fly from left to right and out of my sight. In
Everyone has different perspectives on certain topics, thoughts, and even their surroundings. The environment may look beautiful and majestic, while some may recognize it as boring and colorless. One may interact with the environment to fulfill certain needs and desires, such as Dillard in the forest, who hid pennies underground and drew arrows for others to find her coins. In the forest, she also describes hundreds of migrating blackbirds. The eye is a major component in Seeing. Dillard further describes cataracts which blinded many (which was later treated through surgery and return their eyesight.) One may call his or her eyes the “window of souls,” because happiness, sadness, fear, love, and other emotions can be read from his or her eyes. It creates memories and scenes, either bitter or sweet, that one can look back to, in the future. What one sees in his or her eyes may be colorful or dull, pleasant or awful, or simply black or white. Now this is what I see at Agawam Park, where I am near the fountain midday on a Saturday. Sitting on the ground with a pen on one hand and a notebook on the other, I carefully observe my surroundings: the people, plants, water, and the sky. They seem to be looking at me in a strange way. They’re probably asking themselves, “Why is that weird boy just sitting there?” or “What is he doing?” Should I stare back at them? I ask myself, No. Instead, I choose to ignore them to focus and clear my mind, and enjoy what is around me. Though a quieter and more peaceful place would be more suitable for this, it’s manageable. The weather is pleasant with the bright hot sun shining, and puffy white clouds floating high above the horizon. The warm temperature blends perfectly with the cool breeze. I look above the sky and see a commercial airplane up high in the bright, blue sky. It looks as if it’s as high as ten Empire State Buildings, maybe more. I watch it fly from left to right and out of my sight. In