_Ugly_ by Robert Hoge
Storytelling is the Krazy Glue that holds us all together. Stories can soar and sing and surprise. And sometimes, when we share out town stories, they do all three at once. Introduction
Too often, adults try to suggest that differences in appearance don't matter by pretending they simply don't exist. But you and I know the world looks different. Why? Because we are different. We don't have to define ourselves solely by our differences, but we don't have to ignore them either. Introduction
The kid with a squishy nose and strange legs isn't that surprising when you're three years old and you hear stories about talking bears sitting at a table eating porridge. It's only as kids get older that they start to know what's normal and what's not. p87
Frank would stand for hours in the hot Saturday sun, leaning over so he could get a good look at my stance, sometimes standing in front of me, sometimes behind, sometimes beside. He'd watch intently as I delivered bowl after bowl after bowl. I quickly came to realize all of this work was the price of playing a sport well. It was the price of what I'd wanted for so long. And I loved it. p168
Nowhere, ever, will you find a worse example of humanity than grade-nine boys. That included me. p180
The interaction with the principal starting on page 189 is good for PD discussion as well as to share with students.
Too often, adults try to suggest that differences in appearance don't matter by pretending they simply don't exist. But you and I know the world looks different. Why? Because we are different. We don't have to define ourselves solely by our differences, but we don't have to ignore them either. Introduction
The kid with a squishy nose and strange legs isn't that surprising when you're three years old and you hear stories about talking bears sitting at a table eating porridge. It's only as kids get older that they start to know what's normal and what's not. p87
Frank would stand for hours in the hot Saturday sun, leaning over so he could get a good look at my stance, sometimes standing in front of me, sometimes behind, sometimes beside. He'd watch intently as I delivered bowl after bowl after bowl. I quickly came to realize all of this work was the price of playing a sport well. It was the price of what I'd wanted for so long. And I loved it. p168
Nowhere, ever, will you find a worse example of humanity than grade-nine boys. That included me. p180
The interaction with the principal starting on page 189 is good for PD discussion as well as to share with students.
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