"Just a Good Ol' Boys...."
Alessandro was a boy who marched to the beat of his own drum. He got better as summer wore on; but he wore us, the better part of that first month in which he was sticking out like a sore nail that needed to be hammered in place. He only got dropped off on Mondays; and I remember one day Alexis wasn't there, and Sara subbed for her. Sara never experienced Alessandro before, so when we split up the group, I generously allowed Sara to teach his group. By then, he was much more broken in....either that, or by then he had broken us in, because I found him to be a pretty fun kid, all things considering.
Labels: summer camp



0 Comments:
Post a Comment
<< Home