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I have a classmate this term who is blind. Getting to know him has taught me a lot about a profoundly blind person's experience and perceptions. He is very frank and funny about his disability, and often shares what he perceives with the rest of the class so we understand where he is coming from. He sees nothing and has never had any visual input, and so he operates in a complete absence of visual input; his other senses must make up for that deficit. On the first day of class, he asked us to describe ourselves, and then made a joke about how it didn't matter anyway--he doesn't know what brown hair looks like or what blue eyes look like.
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If I am not better, at least I am different. --Jean-Jacques Rousseau
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