Sunday, October 6, 2013
Recess was one of her favorite times of the day. She didn't have to do things that made her scared. At recess she was free and felt good about herself. Then the bell rang and it was time to go back in and look at more squiggly lines. This time they had to write them. Teacher tried to make it fun. But somehow she could never match those lines to the ones that came out of her mouth. Even drawing a picture wasn't fun. Today was different though. Teacher asked the big boy to help her. The big boy helped her draw a picture. He was a good artist. The big boy wrote squiggly lines for her when she told him her story. He told her he would read it to her if she put her fingers under the words. Words, that's what he called those squiggly lines. He told her she did a good job. He told her it was a good story and to go show teacher. She looked up at him. Her heart beat faster. "Go on. Go show your teacher." So she did. She stood beside her teacher's table until the child she was working with scurried away. Teacher looked up at her with that look. She didn't know what it meant, but she knew it made her heart beat even faster when she saw it. Her teacher took a deep breath, let it out and smiled. "Whatcha got honey?" "My story teacher." "Read it to me honey." She repeated what she had said to the big boy while he wrote the squiggly lines. Then teacher did something no one had ever done before. She smiled and wrote a smiley face on her paper! She gushed and she threw her arms around her teacher's neck and she squeezed as hard as she could. "Oh thank you teacher! Thank you! Thank you!" Teacher squeezed back and she told her this. "Oh Missy Miss. You're gonna make teacher cry!"
And she squeezed her even harder. This was a great day. She got a smiley face on her paper!