June 8, 2007
A Good Day
They made calls.
Today when Julie picked up Schuyler, the site manager found her as she walked in the door and told how Schuyler had a very good day, how they had reintroduced her to the rest of the kids and had her demonstrate her device. Schuyler had shown them how the Big Box of Words worked, and used it to ask them questions. They were apparently very impressed. It sounded a little like the coffee cup all over again. I have no idea how things will be tomorrow, and I remain skeptical. But today, things were much, much different.
You'll read all about them in the book; they are all a part of its unexpected happy ending. But until such time as you can go throw a fistful of dollars at your local bookseller and walk out with my monstery tome in hand, just know that Schuyler's teachers are brilliant educators, but that's not why they are superheroes.
They are superheroes because they love Schuyler and never, ever, ever stop fighting for her. They are fiercely protective of her, like family.
It's not just her regular school year teachers, either. Her summer school teacher already knows Schuyler. In one of those fun coincidences that never feel like chance, her teacher for the summer was one of the assistants in the Box Class during Schuyler's first year in Plano. She called me a couple of weeks ago to tell me, and the absolute joy in her voice about seeing Schuyler again made me happy, and proud.
People dig my kid. I'm not always terribly concerned how they feel about me.