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The Case of the Hypothetical Hammer
What “Show and Tell” Means to Me
It’s not often that Hannah and I get into an argument. Most often, it’s a discussion.
But yesterday afternoon, it was more.
I had written a story that I thought we could use “as an idea” — those were my exact words — for a possible 12th-grade play. It would be our last play together, and I had made Hannah a deal.
I would help her produce a play again, and she would learn the game of Bridge and become my partner. That way, we could play with my mom and Coach.
So, I wrote a story about a boy who was very smart and solved a lot of math problems. He also helped others who, for some reason, couldn’t see math the way he could.
Sound familiar?
Then some friendships started to happen — over time that is. Then he became much happier, but sometimes went on sensory overload (Coach helped me see this) and needed one large timeout. This would be the opening scene to how we change and grow over time, and growth is not always easy.
If you know anything about me, you will recognize that it is completely autobiographical. Hannah knew that.
