Sunday, May 27, 2018

Early Sorrow


A month or two back I went down to the library and volunteered to tutor anyone who wanted to learn how to read and write in English. I was assigned a student, a young woman from Colombia, who had a degree in engineering from her own nation. Her goal is to learn English and then earn a graduate degree in engineering. Somehow she got herself to Sonoma County as an au pere, and I am currently trying to explain to her why the “ed” is pronounced in “traded” but pronounced like a “t” in “dressed.”

In short my student resembles the young woman murdered by the United States Border Patrol yesterday. That youngster also had a college degree and was trying to get into our country for a graduate education. She’s dead now. She was 20. She must have been precocious. She had to pack a lot into a short life, didn’t have much time. 


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