It Took Getting Locked Up

One of my students was complaining about taking the ACT. She’s scared because she thinks she’s no good at math or english. So says the girl turning out two five-paragraph essays every week and earning a respectable grade. What was she talking about? Who told her she wasn’t any good? 

She finished with a comment I’ve heard time and time again, “I never read a book until I got locked up.” This dumbfounds me around 70% of the time because the ones who tell me this are my best writers and my most curious students. If they could pick up the basics and some advanced vocabulary incidentally, what could they have become with a little work and concern? 

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About hey miss

A teacher. A prison guard. I used to think that was like oil and water. Like lightening and metal. Some days it is. Some days it's magic.
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