Today we are putting George on trial for the murder of Lennie. One of my favorite students from last year, Juancarlos, has been asking me if he could serve on jury duty since the beginning of the year. I cleared it with the principal, and Juancarlos has been spending the afternoon with me.
As I am typing this, there is a different class in my room. Mr. Dixon is teaching a lovely group of students, including a child we'll call Curley for annonymous sake. Juancarlos is quietly doing research on my laptop.
Curley is not happy. He doesn't want to be in class, and is pushing boundaries fast and hard. In the span of twenty minutes, Curley reaches the consequence of being sent out to the dean. He mouths off a bit on his way out the door. The class is relatively silent because of the altercation and the dean referral.
It is at this point that Juancarlos, just one grade ahead of these 9th graders, turns to me and says, "Who is this kid?"
How fast they grow up.
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