My son Jonah is in 5th grade at a Catholic school on the northern fringe of Baltimore. Due to the three consecutive snow days we recently had, he had to wait until March to present his Black History Month report. I think he could have waited indefinitely if he had the chance.
It wasn’t the subject matter that was the problem. Actually, I was kind of put off by the fact that they let him pick such an easy person to do the report on: Tiger Woods. No, it was the way that they decided to have the kids deliver their report that was the real problem: they had them pretend that they were statues in a wax museum.
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