Last week, my first-grade student, Justin, drew a picture of his brother's gravestone on one side of a paper and a living, breathing, swimming, fishing brother on the other side. I wrote about it in "Woeful Heart," just a few writings ago. I had wanted to keep this picture but he wanted to take it to the gravesite.
This week, Justin drew a colorful picture of ski-jets. As he left the classroom, he handed it to me and said, "This one's for you."
I have it pinned up on my classroom wall.
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