P 219-220 the other Woodson
This section was heartbreaking for me. A great talent of some teachers is to see every child as an individual, regardless of who has come before them. I know my brother and sister had some of my teachers, and it was always appreciated when they saw us as ourselves, rather than our siblings. We each have different personalities and talents and that doesn’t make us better or worse.
I wonder what happens 10 or 30 or 50 years later when a teacher realizes they taught somebody they sort of dismissed who goes on to be an artist or actor or author. Not that it’s their fault or anything, just what thoughts go through their head. I guess it’s like that with life too though, when we sort of downplay somebody’s contributions to the world and they go on to become famous or super good at something.
Everybody has something special in them, some sort of talent or ability. I think it just takes some of us longer than others to discover what it is. I’m really glad Jacqueline Woodson didn’t give up on writing, and I’m looking forward to reading some of her other work.