Page 121 of I Can't Even Think Straight

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I need to treat you as individuals

and not lump you all in together

as I have, regrettably, done so far.”

I feel like these are

Ms. Sarpong’s words,

even though they come

from Mr. Ndour’s mouth.

In any case it’s a relief

to hear them.

“So, I’m not in trouble?” I ask, relieved.

“No, you’re not in trouble,” says Mr. Ndour.

“We just wanted to know

if you think you need any additional support.”

“What kinda support?” I ask, confused.

“We’ve noticed you can be quick to anger,

and we wondered if a referral

to our school counselor would be helpful

if you wanted someone to talk to

who isn’t a teacher.” Mr. Ndour pauses

to weigh his words before he continues.

“Personally, I can tell you I’ve benefited greatly

from seeing a therapist about my own anger issues.

I could set up an initial meeting for you

with our school counselor next week,

if that’s something you’d be interested in.

You don’t have to decide right now

but I’ll give you some information to take home.

I’ve already spoken to your mum

and she’s on board with the idea.”

Mr. Ndour pushes a pamphlet across his desk.

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