Tuesday, July 12, 2011
Today, my buttered popcorn was enjoyed with a nine year old boy that I tutor. His mom came to me in a desperate attempt to help him with his writing skills. After completing a basic three paragraph paper that we worked on together for an hour (he did a majority of the work himself, with a little guidance along the way), he and I smiled and high-fived one another...both pleased with his end result. He was anxious to find his mom and read the story aloud to her. As he finished sharing, she began to cry. Watching this mom, overwhelmed by her son's potential he revealed in today's accomplishment, was worth more than any amount of popcorn I could ever eat. Teaching children brings me so much joy! My bowl runneth over....
Posted by Steve & Michelle at 3:23 PM