My Student
”Raise your hands if you have the answer. Anyone?” I looked out over my eleventh-grade classroom. “Come on guys,” I pleaded, “X equals nine and L is three times 67.” I saw one hand, Samantha Brewer. She was by far the brightest in this class. But I couldn't let her answer every question. “James?” I asked, “Susan, Greg?”I looked at Bobby, but his head was down. He was gifted, but a real underachiever. Great running back on our football team, polite and a ton of potential, but he only coasted...
Taboo