This week, we've wrapped up our poetry unit. I've heard Robert Frost. I've heard Shakespeare. I've hard Ann Taylor, Maya Angelou, and even more Robert Frost. I have to tell you I'm impressed. I don't think there's anything more sincere than a seventh grade boy reciting "The Road Less Traveled."
The way they rock back and forth.
The way they look at only me during their recitation or better yet perhaps close their eyes.
My heart breaks.
I know these kids. They tell me about their hopes and dreams in their journals and papers. The poems they've chosen break my heart.
They're so brave.