The kids came up from Carolina
on the bus. My job . . . to take them
through the houses built to simulate
a Third World village. We walked our
way to Mozambique and Tibet.
I'd forgot how almost-still-children
seventh graders are, still waking
to the world. More than half a century
separated us. When asked to name
what it was they most enjoyed about
where they lived, many said
"video games." They tried to understand
what life without a cell phone would be
like, and, I rather think, could not.
Some tried harder than others.
Hearing their questions, watching
their faces, gave me hope.
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