The Story Teller and his brother Brown Bear are currently homeless. They've been in and out of temporary housing since this summer and their parents are frantically looking for a new place to live. It's been heartbreaking to a third grader rely all of this information to me.
This morning the Story Teller came up to me with his large story-teller eyes. "Mrs. Lipstick," he asked, "Do you know D?"
Of course I know D- The Story Teller and D have been together since their second year in kindergarten. I taught both of them for 3 years straight.
"Yes, I know D" I replied.
"Yeah, he said he's going to give me the number."
"A number for what?" I asked, figuring that D was just going to give the Story Teller his home number so they could have a play date.
"For a house. So I can call the man. And find a house to live in."
I was silent for a moment. How do you respond when you hear that two third graders have been chatting about their housing situation and that one third grader is planning on getting a number to help another third grader find housing? Shouldn't they be talking about Godzilla and robots and playing soccer?
I love the empathy and love they show each other after being in the same class for 4 years. I just wish they didn't have to.
1 comment:
But Wow! What amazing skills they are learning for how to get through this very difficult life and make it a sweet journey! Good work!
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