Is it too much to ask that my students will stand on their desks and passionately proclaim "O Captain my Captian?" Will they ever seize the day and become extraordinary? Will they break the cycle of Detroit dependance and explore and live self-sufficiently? Will they read and imagine?
There is a genius writer in one of my classes. Her stories are incredible and her mastery of the language is almost unparalleled for a ninth grader. On Friday we talked for 20 minutes about her short story. I was employing my Writing Center skills on her story, skills that are typically reserved for the collegiate papers. It was a thrillingly successful moment in my young career and reminded me of the reasons that I got into the profession to begin with. She is going to change the world with her words.
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