The first thing that came to me when I read this story was how blessed I am. I went to a school where there was no threat of violence, where the liaison police officer spent his time chatting with the front office and pulling people over on a nearby road where cars went just a little too fast. AP classes were abundant, and the only difference between those who took them and those who didn't was a bit of a superiority complex.
I was so scared that Cedric was going to die, and so excited when he didn't! It ended bitter-sweetly though, with him avoiding his mother's touch to hug the MIT letter to his chest. It just showed how much he sacrificed. That he had become so anti-social and so focused on his quest for going to MIT, that he withdrew from people, including his own mother, who also sacrificed for him. What if he ends up like the girl who went to George Washington University and had no social life? Though one advantage is that I bet MIT has a lot more anti-social people that GWU.
I'm rootin' for Cedric...and Phillip the gangster tap-dancer, for that matter! Makes me want to be a Michelle Pfeiffer in Dangerous Minds - motivate kids who haven't been motivated in their whole lives!
I really liked this story.
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