“Alright, everyone, we are going to draw self-portraits today!”. My small, slippery hands drop below my chair into my gaping backpack. I feel the rough, bubbled top of my rectangular pencil box sitting at the bottom. My weak first-grader arms…
“Alright, everyone, we are going to draw self-portraits today!”. My small, slippery hands drop below my chair into my gaping backpack. I feel the rough, bubbled top of my rectangular pencil box sitting at the bottom. My weak first-grader arms…