My school sits on top of a hill. Down one side of the hill, some of our city’s poorest reside. Narrow streets and gritty alleys split the eastern patch of the hillside into slices of irregular geometry. Streets cut paths where children can run from bad luck into good fortune in just a few seconds. […]
Theodore, a red-haired nine year-old, cut across the playground before the start of school, stepping in front of me and tugging on my tie to pull me close for a whisper: “Did you see it?” See what? “The note that Jake and me put in your mailbox yesterday. Did you read it?” Theodore blinked as […]
Pretending creates a dividing line – real as a rock on one side, paired with somewhat squishier realities on the other. I used to think I knew where to draw that line, but I used to think a lot of things. Today during morning recess, my thoughts got a shove from a third grade boy […]
When I came in to the front entrance to the school this morning I saw a squad car parked there. Uh oh said I. School is closed today. What’s up? I parked and approached to find an officer engaged in loud conversation with two women, both of whom cried and made big gestures with their […]
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