This is a picture of Tanner at his end of year party for the second grade. The other kids had lovely artwork adorning the walls, not Tanner. What he had managed to finish was never neat or decorated. And it was never displayed. My heart broke for him. Yes. He noticed his work was not there.
The year end assignment was over the color red. The other kids wrote cute stuff , "Red is the color of an apple." Tanner wrote, "Red of the color of a fat lady's screams." I thought it was.... well....brilliant, but the sentence wasn't legible. I only knew what it said because they were asked to present their work to the class. His dad and I bragged on him, but I remember feeling very depressed and hopeless about Tanner's education at that point.