The dust swirled in the hot humid air as I trudged home from school. I slipped the report card next to Mom’s purse, hoping she would just sign it and give it back with cool indifference. No such luck. In our home, earning a mediocre grade was a major event, close to dental surgery or transmission work. She saw the “C” in social studies. My reasoning is that the grade was “average.” But for an hour it seemed, I was on... Read more