When I came to pick up my son from school, another young boy was having a bad day. He was inconsolable, sobbing loudly in the hall despite the best efforts of the teacher’s aide who took him out. She tried her best to calm him, offering to read or play with him in short, breathy sentences. It was hard to know what was wrong, since he could only respond with one word.
Barataria - The work of Erik Hare 