A bold, bright, red “F” scrawled hauntingly on top of my test paper.
The shame and horror burned its way through my heart to the bedrock of my being and began to pour a toxic foundation of lies.
“You won’t amount to anything!”
I see that same look of shame and horror I had when I received my “F” on the faces of kids every week when they walk in to our after school program – BLAST. The toxic lies painted across their cheeks and drawing shadows around their eyes. Some of them have engaged the lies so fully that they even speak it to themselves:
“I can’t do this.”
And why wouldn’t they believe it? In most cases, society has written them off completely before they even reach the third grade…