Nana Ollerenshaw: Hearing Jack Read

Hearing Jack Read   Jack stood out from other kids at school not from size but from unhappiness deep within his eyes. Unwillingly he came to books rocking in his chair a sombreness about him looking everywhere but on the page. So it came as a surprise to hear how well he read. She tried to make him smile catch the shadow of an eagerness so she didn’t have to bear his heaviness, the lead. “Something going on at home,” his teacher said.   Nana Ollerenshaw

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