We had just completed a unit on heroes, and I had given my kindergarten class a task to 1 their favorite hero. Each child was 2 with the task, creating colorful masterpieces.
However, one little boy was having 3 with the task. Cameron was with autism (自闭症), but that didn't matter to me or his classmates. We all 4 him just the way he was. I sat and watched as Austin, a friendly little boy, 5 with Cameron. Within a few minutes, Cameron quickly began drawing and then coloring his paper.
Finally, it was time for everybody to share their pictures. I listened as each student 6 stood in front of the class, picture held high, and 7 his or her hero. It was finally Cameron's 8. He stood up and anxiously placed his drawing in front of his 9 to avoid eye contact. We all fixed our eyes on the picture, 10 to know who it was. He then said it was a picture of me. He added that I helped him learn things and then 11 sat down. Tears began to form in my eyes, but nothing could have 12me for what happened next.
When Austin stood up, he proudly held up a picture of Cameron. Austin shared that Cameron was his hero because Cameron had this 13 that made it really hard to learn, but he was like Superman and was really smart.
Cameron immediately stood up, and put his arms up in the air as if he were going to 14, yelling out, "I'm Superman!" The entire class began striking Superman poses, too. Within minutes, we were all laughing as though we had truly discovered the secret of becoming 15.
