The other teachers and aides smiled. His favorite, they all said. He asked everyone to read it. So I got it out of the backpack he indicated at the back of his wheelchair.
It was a book about a happy puppy dog. The reading level was maybe first or second grade.
When I finished, he grinned, “Guess what? I was on TV once!”
“Wow!” I said. “How come?” I thought I was going to hear about Special Olympics.
“I was in a car accident!” he smiled. He might have been telling me about the toys Santa had brought him. “I used to be smart,” he said. “I got a 32 on my A.C.T.! But I got a head injury and got in this wheelchair. They did a whole special about me on TV!”
“Wow!” I said again. I mumbled something about what a great attitude he had and how he sure had reason to be proud. Then I busied myself with putting the book back in the carrier attached to his wheelchair. It took me a long time to put away.
It was a book about a happy puppy dog.