so afraid

June 29, 2006

It is another day in which I am proud of the creative words of my students. Today, however, it is a floored–and saddened–sort of pride.
Floored by talent.
And saddened by simple honesty.
Below is a quote from a 12 year old, a portion of the poem she wrote for one of the assignments I gave her. As you may guess, she and her family are preparing for an unanticipated move to another state.

“Moving”
Moving, Moving . . .
I don’t want to move
I want to stay where
I am . . .
Upset
Moving
. . . so afraid
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