Each Teacher Wonders, Is This the One?
By ALEXANDREA J. RAVENELLE
Published: March 9, 2012
A WEEK and a half ago, the day after the school shooting near Cleveland, a student stood in the doorway of my Bronx college classroom. He was eating half a bagel with cream cheese. It was a month into the semester, 45 minutes into the class period. I didn’t remember ever having seen him before.
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He had been staring into my room, watching us through the small rectangular window next to the heavy metal door. He seemed to be looking for something. I motioned to him. He opened the door and said he wanted to talk to me.
I was tight on time, trying to finish discussing a chapter before giving a test the next time the class met, so I
