Post date: 
Wednesday, 5 December 2018
Leon Choi

Leon has written a lovely poem for us.

I see your body but not who you are.

I see your face but not your eyes, nose or lips.

I see the colour of your clothing but not what you are wearing.

I see light and use it to guide me around shapes.

At night I do not see those shapes.

I will know you are there if you stand directly in front of me but I have no peripheral vision should you stand slightly to one side.

I see the helping hand guide me to my seat. I see the kind interventions to ensure I board the right train and the selfless giving up of a rush hour seat.

I see the kind consideration of colleagues patiently waiting for me to catch up.

I see the person who stops to check if I am lost or need help. I see random acts of kindness every day.