I'm still thinking about blogging about my Asia trip, but I'm not quite there.
Instead, I'll share you with Liz's story about tutoring. Because it's good, and you should be grateful that you can even read this blog.
Thanks for sharing this story, Ms Liz.
Because he had glasses and a bad back growing up in the 60s he got put in to Special Education and "graduated" high school but with an elementary school reading level. He's been told his whole life that he was dumb and he couldn't do anything. Not OK America! Not OK!
I showed him how to find a Library book. He had no idea. I showed him how to find "The Phantom Tollbooth" and then checked it out. He's never checked out a book before. Until today! Today is the day!
Friday, April 15, 2011
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