At one end of the spectrum is sweet L.
Reading,
reading, reading.
Growing her mind
and her heart
and her world
a little bigger
with every page she turns.
She is so easy to teach.
She is so easy to love.
And at the other end of the spectrum is A.
He does not like to read.
Not sports novels.
Not graphic novels.
Not Kwame Alexander.
Or Jason Reynolds.
Or the “I Funny” series
Or Origami Yoda
Or Dogman.
Or March.
And not fantasy.
Definitely not fantasy.
None of those.
Every day
he careens into class
touches base with his buddies
flirts with a girl or two
and then does
a whole lot of nothing
for the next 45 minutes.
I cajole,
confer,
call home,
and get nowhere.
And every night
I lay awake wondering,
“How do I reach this kid?
“What matters most to his heart?”
2 comments:
Oh those questions that keep us awake. I hope.you find an answer for A.
Not ANY of those? Wow. Those are my go-tos. I hope you're figure out what he needs. These are the students that keep me up at night wondering!
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