We have been memorizing poems, and today a number of students bravely performed their poems, alone, in front of the whole lower school at Community Meeting. Jarad, usually a quiet, reserved kid, stole the show with his recitation of a poem about Mohamed Ali that starts, "Well, I float like a butterfly, sting like a bee..."
On the way back up the stairs to class, I heard him asking his classmates, one after the other: "Which poem do you think I should learn next: the one about Martin Luther King, or the one about Malcolm X?" By recess time, it was a formal survey, complete with clipboard.
I think probably either one would do.
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