Who’s In My Pocket
From the first day I saw (name) I knew that I would need to provide him as much support as I could. His first day in the classroom was October 13th. He was just as new and fresh as I was. He strolled into the classroom with black scruffy hair, ripped shoes that revealed the soles of his feet, a Pajama top and a large smile on his face. I remember taking the kids to gym that day and they started off by doing laps. (Name) was giving it his all but, I noticed he was only wearing socks and no gym shoes. As a concerned teacher I pulled him aside and asked where his gym shoes were because I didn’t want him to get hurt and fall. He explained to me that he didn’t have any gym shoes. My heart broke.
His mom, sister and him come from a shelter and barely have enough money to receive the bare necessities he needs to survive. I asked around and the other teachers didn’t seem to care because it apparently is a common occurrence for that school. (Name) is strong in storytelling, helping his friends never giving up. He struggles with letter-sound recognition, spelling, reading, comprehension and math.My hope for (name) is that he can be caught up with the kids in his class and gain the confidence in those areas that he deserves.
