I spend an hour a week reading to two students in an elementary school here in town. This is the conversation I had last week with my 3rd grade student:
Student: I don't really live here in WESTTEXAS. I live in Mexico.
Me: That's pretty far away.
Student: Yeah, sometimes I get scared when we cross because of all of the beggers.
Me: (stunned silence) (not really sure what to say) (uncomfortable pause) (time to wonder if there is a class that teaches you how to deal with these issues)
Student: We go there a lot because that's where we really live.
Me: It must be a long drive.
Student: Yeah, one time we didn't get back here until 1:00.
Me: In the morning?
Student: Yeah, that was after my brother got out of jail in Mexico and we had to pick him up.
Me: Do you want to work on your spelling words now?
2 comments:
Haley: Today at school Christopher told all of us that his daddy does lots of drugs.
Me: What did Mrs. Owens say?
Haley: She just said "Well, we'll talk about that later, now lets go to RECESS!"
Poor Christopher! And Mrs. Owens! I wonder if she'll do anything about that?!?
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