The Little Girl *A*

I have been going to a school to do my teacher observations. I had to complete 24hrs and I am almost done. The campus and the teacher are great.

The teacher is very young, pretty, dedicated, patient, and a disciplinarian. I have learned a lot of useful strategies while I have been observing the class. Her kids are also great and there are some that brighter than others but overall it's a great class.

There is one little girl in particular that I noticed. I will call her girl *A*. She doesn't seem to belong to the group and I noticed that right away. She is very withdrawn and slower. She doesn't seem to get the hang of following the teacher on lessons being taught. She seems out of place. Lost. The teacher confirmed her suspicions that maybe she needed to be assesed because she is a little inarticulate and slower. I hope that is not the case because some of the greatest minds of out time were believed to have a mental disfunction. Such was the case of Albert Einstein. He was dyslecxic or something like that. The teacher believed he was retarded. I don't know.

But, she breaks my heart. She is just so apart from the group. She showed me her work of art and I said it was pretty. She tried to be helpful. I know that I'll have kids that will need special attention. I do empathize with the teacher; she is very busy with 21 kids. It must be difficult to keep everyone on track. I hope that everything turns out well.

*A* reminds me of this little girl called Bonnie when I was a kid. She was so pretty. Milky white skin and jet black hair and red lips and big eyes. She always reminded me of a doll. But, I notice, we all noticed, that something was different with her. I wonder how Bonnie's life turned out.

Well, like I said I can't let something like this bog me down becasue I will have many *As* and Bonnies in the yrs to come. I just hope I can help them.