The
first time I went to visit Ms. Drucker’s first grade classroom, students were
turning in a project where they had to research and present on an inventor,
describing why a specific invention is important in our lives today. A student
named Kimmie was chosen first to present her project, and she was so
proud when Ms. Drucker asked her to share her project with the class. As Kimmie
walked to the front of the room, stood on the little green step stool with her
project, and struggled to find the words to describe her inventor, I felt my
eyes beginning to well with tears - it was the oddest (and potentially most
embarrassing) thing. I think part of it was that I was visiting the school the
Monday after the Sandy Hook Elementary School shooting in Connecticut, and I
had that on my mind while sitting among these 17 first graders in Ms. Drucker’s
classroom. The other part of it was seeing how proud of herself Kimmie was.
Kimmie, a small African American girl, was wearing big glasses and disheveled
clothing on this particular day. As she struggled to describe what inventor she
had researched for her project, I felt bothered because I began to think about
the injustice in Kimmie’s life: Why was she born into this situation? What is
her home environment like? Why doesn’t she have clean clothes to wear? Does she
get enough food at home? Is she taking care of younger siblings? Will she soon
be bullied in school for being the ‘smart kid’, the one with big glasses who
succeeds in her academic pursuits? Will her educational success be stifled by
the cruelty of other kids? I couldn’t help but think of all these things and
fear for her future; with so much potential, how can there be the possibility
that all of it will go to waste? I finally stopped my mind from wandering
through the intricacies of Kimmie’s life and pulled it together, realizing that
Mr. Kirsch would look like an absolute fool with tears running down his face shortly
after meeting all these 7-year-old strangers. These complex questions and uncomfortable
feelings, however, are things that I am sure won’t easily escape my mind
throughout this semester… Has anyone else been experiencing something similar?
-Logan Kirsch
-Logan Kirsch