
Cash
“Upstairs, where all the big grown-ups are.”
One day on the way home, Cash could not stop talking about the library. His class had gone upstairs, he told me, where all the big grown-ups are. There were more books than he knew what to do with, and he got to check one out himself and carry it back down to his classroom.
To him it was the best day. To me it was a small window into what his days there were really like.













