I’ve spent the last couple of Tuesdays volunteering at the amazing 826 Boston, helping first and fourth graders write stories about aliens and super heroes and dusty bikes and things. I never thought I’d say this, because I hate working with kids. But apparently, I like working with kids.
It’s like traveling to another country — they have an entirely different culture, different expectations, different priorities in language. And most englighteningly, I have no idea how they’re going to react to anything.