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A WORD FROM HEAD OF SCHOOL WILLY MACMULLEN ’78
Lessons from a Day in February Historians know that what may seem to be a moment of little consequence can actually teach important lessons. One such moment came this winter, when the Connecticut governor announced that the statewide mask mandate for all schools would be lifted on Monday, February 28. That Monday showed us a lot about Taft. The change was sudden and complete. We went to sleep Sunday night with masks worn in all buildings, and Monday we awoke to a different world. It was thrilling and discomforting in equal measure. I told the faculty in a meeting the Friday previous, “This is great and welcome news, but it will be complicated given how we have lived here for two years.” We cautioned ourselves not to say things like, “I had no idea you wore braces!” and then put our feet in our mouths with comments exactly like that. We found ourselves saying, “It’s been two years, and I have never seen your face.” There were the expected jokes: “I guess I need to start shaving!” and “It’s been a long time since I wore any makeup!” Students shared that it was a real adjustment. One girl said she walked out of Mac House and turned around for her mask before she realized she no longer needed one. A boy told me that when he walked by Assistant Head of School Jeremy LaCasse, our indefatigable COVID czar and Mask Reminder in Chief, his hand went to his face to pull up a mask that was not there. There were lessons for us, truths uncovered. There were, especially on that first day, moments of discovery that reminded us that we do not simply want to be seen: we all want to be recognized. That this serves as a metaphor of the Taft community, where for all of our differences we all want the same thing—recognition—is obvious. In the Main Hall, I heard, “Good morning. It’s nice to see you. No, really. To SEE you!” A lot of students and teachers had never known a Taft without masks. Suddenly, we saw each other: “Oh, that’s who So-and-so is!” Taft students were pretty good about mask compliance, but they were far from perfect, and that’s because they needed to connect. “Please, see me. And please, let me see you” is the insistent chorus in the song of adolescence. In an era where we hear, with good reason, concerns about screen time and teenage isolation, students celebrated simply being able to see each other. No one wanted another Zoom meeting or masked class. We all just wanted to be recognized. Every teacher was shown what we all know but perhaps took for granted: the subtle but critical connection that comes with facial communication. Teachers shared that after just one day of classes, they realized how much less tired they were at the end of class, how loudly they had been speaking with masks, how much pleasure they got from seeing expressions. “Class felt so much more relaxed,” shared one, and another said, “The sudden, intensely intimate feel to the classroom was new—wonderful, but also something that took getting used to.” While great teaching was happening with everyone masked, better teaching was now happening, and with less fatigue and more joy. Of course, there was one downside: one experienced history teacher shared, “And now that I could actually see a student yawning, I realized how often I was boring!”
“There were, especially on that first day, moments of discovery that reminded us that we do not simply want to be seen: we all want to be recognized.” Taft Bulletin / SPRING 2022
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