I love teaching. I fancy I have a knack for it. So, I signed up at the Literacy Volunteers of Atlanta. They gave me a little training and matched me with a student.
I’m so inspired by this young lady. She has a baby, can read at about the 2nd grade level, and dropped out of school in the 8th grade. Oh, and she’s African-American.
And she yearns to read. Is hungry for each new vowel sound and consonant blend.
I want to fix her Life Situation. Find her rent assistance, government services, get her a car. Save her.
But she is saving herself already. Must be very careful to let her do that and not interfere with her process. Practice the ‘Prime Directive’.
I see so many pitfalls in front of her, though.
See, we are not so very different. I dropped out of school, had a baby out of wedlock. But, I knew how to read–and I taught myself how to learn from books.
And that has made all the difference.
When I was 18, I spent an entire year trying to get hired at the University of Oklahoma–so I could take classes at a reduced fee. I signed up with their temporary service and got to know the ladies at Human Resources.
They must have felt something like I feel for K.
And when I finally did get hired as a permanent employee, they must have rejoiced. Just as I rejoice when K. gets a difficult word. I live to see the light come on in her eyes.
So we have tutoring sessions at the library twice a week. I like to get to the library early and plan my lesson there.
Looking forward to our session today.