My Eight Year Old Son Was Teased for His Duct Taped Sneakers Then the Principal Called Me One Morning

reverent about something. My eyes moved across them without understanding what I was seeing, and then understanding arrived all at once the way it sometimes does, not gradually but completely, everything assembling itself into meaning in a single moment.

Every child in that gymnasium had duct tape wrapped around their shoes.

Some had done it neatly, continue reading …