Arriving at school on a bright Friday morning, I was still wearing my bifocal shades when I entered the building. On the way to my classroom, I was excitedly approached by Owen, an effervescent student and altogether winning fifth-grader serving as one of that day’s hallway safety monitors. He didn’t know whether to give me a fist bump or a high five, so he gave me one of each.
“Are those 3-D glasses?” he asked breathlessly.
No, they’re X-ray lenses, I teased him. They allow me see through walls.
“Can I try them, please?”
I handed over the frames.
“Oh, yeah. Cool! Everything is a lot closer,” said Owen. He handed them back. “Thank you.”
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