schooled

The other day I went to a school not far from the city, a school in the metro area. When I walked through the doors of the school I was transported. Transported to a rural-feeling school in a not so rural area. The air hung dead. Many of the faces had the same listless expression. It felt a bit more like a juvenile prison than a school. I hope the school is more than it appears. I hope that these children are being taught reading, writing and arithmetic. I hope these kids become more than statistics.