a different lesson.
The other kids didn’t necessarily target him every day. Most of the time, they simply acted as if he didn’t belong. Birthday parties came and went without invitations.
Weekend plans were discussed in front of him as though he wasn’t there. When teachers assigned group projects, his face would fall ever so slightly as everyone else paired off before he had the chance.
No child should become familiar with that feeling.
Yet somehow, my son did.
But there was one exception: Mrs. Carter, the school’s guidance counselor.
