I drew this picture in Kindergarten. There was a head, maybe a sphinx head in there, and I wanted to take it home and put it up on the wall. I would put it in the Going-Home box and the teacher would pull it out and put it in the Work-in-Progress box, whatever that was, and insist that I draw on the back of it. There was a value to paper. To just draw on one side was wasteful. I couldn’t communicate to her that, no, if something’s on the back, you can’t see it. I struggled several days between the two boxes until eventually I just scribbled something on the back of my picture. That informs me now. Kids aren’t listened to. They’re not respected. They’re not valued. The adults: “I don’t have time to listen to this. This is what we’re doing.” There’s an assumption, “Oh, we know better than you.” Or, “That’s just silly.” No, it’s pretty important. Sage became a therapist and case manager for kids in foster care. He died earlier this year.
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