CALL ME SNAKE

I ran, or co-ran, a tutoring program in a downtrodden Boston school in a downtrodden neighborhood for 7 or 8 years–right up until my first child was born. The program petered out around that time and I decided to call it a day. Years later I just learned that that run-down school–that didn’t even have a functioning drinking fountain while I was there–was shut down. From the little I know it was not a surprising decision. But it does make me a bit sad thinking of some of those poor kids who showed up at our program year after year, trying to catch a little break, trying to get ahead.