Wolf, who made his point so eloquently in Don't Feel Sorry for Paul (1974), uses his camera to give sighted readers ""new eyes"" of a sort, too. This begins with the education of Blythe, a golden retriever puppy being trained for seeing-eye work by a fifteen-year-old 4-H volunteer. Then, with Blythe, we're introduced to Connie David who must learn to walk, descend stairs, and negotiate revolving doors with Blythe in the lead. The training is never merely an exercise because we have a chance to know Connie as a whole person: she's a teacher of handicapped children who has invented her own teaching materials (coded felt shapes for teaching colors, an alphabet chart for communicating with a cerebral palsy victim. . .) yet in the course of this documentary she loses her job for failing to meet new state certification requirements. Wolf establishes just the right distance--he neither sentimentalizes nor intrudes on his subject's privacy--and a considerable investment of time and care are evident from the essay's empathic, well reproduced photos.