Gail Cartee: Feral
You came to me in a shoe box from Patti’s barn. You were a feral kitten, afraid of your own shadow, and especially of mine. I held you in my lap as Daddy jerked the stick shift over the rough country roads…
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↓You came to me in a shoe box from Patti’s barn. You were a feral kitten, afraid of your own shadow, and especially of mine. I held you in my lap as Daddy jerked the stick shift over the rough country roads…
Continue reading →Why do we make learning so difficult? Watch, no, observe a child noticing a bug, squatting down, focused, reaching out to touch it. Maybe just with a stick. Maybe prodding it with a finger or a toe. But the child…
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