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Cracked

Four young girls got into a scrape on the yard. One nudged another in passing. The other took the nudge as a shove. Then came two right jabs, one left hook, a trail of tears, parent meetings, and a juicy black eye. I had just these bits and pieces – half-sketched details that hinted at […]

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Crow

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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Ziggy

Monday came on in a quiet soft way. I waited at the gate on the far side of the playground where I stand most days to greet the kids as they come. No one, however, had come just yet and I as I looked down the hill, I could see nothing stirring. Then, from the […]

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Home

Most mornings, I see eight-year old Jermayne as he arrives on the playground. He comes through the big gates, takes a single step onto the yard and then stops. Every day he stops on the same spot. He lifts his chin, looks straight ahead, and forms an X with his index fingers. Holding this X […]

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