"Dora is Not a Monkey"

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A song without words, rhythmically hummed.  "Hmm..hmm-hmm, hmm, hmm-hmm ..." A shoe lace dips and swirls like a lasso, the patterns and dips in time with the music in his mind.  Peter* moves and hums, intent upon his task.  The shoe lace flies, graceful and free, Peter delighting in ever twist and twirl

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I asked Mr. Black about his training. He said he was math teacher but went back and got a master's in Special Ed because, while there is more paperwork, it is quicker to grade a few math problems rather than classes and classes of student papers. I was surprised. I honestly thought he would say something about how he felt drawn to help students of differing abilities or something like that. I mean, he must be a good teacher of the visually impaired (he's had his job a long time) but...it just makes me sad. Perhaps it's due to my position as someone without experience. It just seems like part of teaching, especially in this area is to keep trying different methods to reach the students?

Mr. Smith seemed to have good intentions. There were 11 students in that classroom and many needed a lot of assistance. I like to think perhaps part of it is busyness from attending to everyone.

The saddest thing about Mrs. Wilson is, she DOES love her kids but she will retire next year. I really hope Josh can get another good teacher but I wonder...

I hadn't thought about these principles applying to the elderly but that makes a lot of sense. I know I admire the gentle caring attention the people who help my grandma give to her.