Today, during Read to Self, Rebecca raised her hand to call me over.  We’re not supposed to talk during Read to Self, but she looked like it was eager… “Mr. ______, what’s the date today?” She asked. I wasn’t sure.  Being out sick yesterday I hadn’t looked at the calendar yet… “I think it’s December twelfth or thirteenth, but I’m not sure… why?” I whispered back. “No reason,” she replied and.. Read More