Jaylee made her way slowly across my office and into a chair. As she began to tell her story, silent tears
coursed down her face and fell onto hands clasped tightly in her lap. Here is Jaylee's Read More
“Lock up your libraries if you like, but there is no gate, no lock, no bolt
that you can set upon the freedom of my mind.”
—Virginia Woolf, A Room of One's Own
Altogether there were three: two boys and a girl, obviously bright, interested in life, wanting to make something of ...
It all began with two incidents on the same day. First, I opened an envelope to find three hand-written pages of tightly-spaced words (some so tiny I had to use my magnifying glass) that read, in part:
After being out of work for several months, I enrolled in career-training. Our last assignment was to ...
His first words were, “Do you know about choking?” The question came from a physically fit young male who sat slumped on my office stool.
Smiling, I replied, “Well, there’s choking that involves something getting stuck in one’s throat, and choking that describes failure under ...