When I read the beginning of this poem by a middle-schooler, I took a photo of it so I could transcribe it and share it here because it's so poignant and true:
There Are No Friendship ClassesThere was more that William had to say, but to read it you will have to wait until COMPAS posts the finished book to their website.
There are no friendship classes.
There are no classes on how to build an organization.
There are no classes on how to raise money.
Buy a house.
Love a child.
Spot a scam.
Talk someone out of suicide.
Or figure out what’s important to you.
—William Musolf, grade 8
Wow.
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