My Eight Year Old Son Was Teased for His Duct Taped Sneakers Then the Principal Called Me One Morning

he was composed at the breakfast table and composed at school and composed at the funeral and composed in the weeks after, and I both loved him desperately for it and worried about the cost of it in a place I could not reach.

The one thing he held onto was the sneakers.

He wore them every day. Rain, mud, cold, it did not matter. Those shoes went on his continue reading …