In Chapter 7 Melody talks about the different teachers she has had over the years in elementary school. She remembers her 2nd grade teacher fondly because the teacher took the time to figure out Melody’s level of intelligence and challenge her by giving her books on tape. Her third grade teacher didn’t have high expectations for Melody or her classmates and taught the alphabet and played nursery rhymes regardless of how inappropriate it was. One day Melody couldn’t take it anymore and had one of her “tornado” fits. When Melody’s Mom came to the school I love how she put the teacher in her place. She knew her child and was an advocate for her. I love how she compared it to “If I have to sit in this traffic jam one more time I’m going to scream.” I think we have all been there at some point- but we are able to shout out “come on” at the car in front of us. Melody has this feeling but is “trapped” with these words and feelings inside her brain but no way to get them out.
Chapter 8 was one of the most interesting chapters for me. How Melody basically compares her life of not being able to talk or walk to the life of her pet goldfish who is stuck swimming in the bowl was so profound. And the fact that she even said she felt sorry for the fish because he had it worse than she did. The moment when the Mom came in and said “What have you done, don’t you know fish need water to survive” hit home for me as well. The mom automatically assumed that Melody had tried to knock the bowl over instead of trying to save the fish. It made me think of the times when maybe I’ve assumed something from my own children who weren’t able to tell me otherwise.
In Chapter 9 we find out that Melody’s Mom is pregnant, Melody gets a dog and we have a glimpse of Melody’s sisters early childhood. Is anyone else consistently amazed at how mature Melody is? She has every reason in the world to have self-pity but she doesn’t. I think that has a lot to do with Mrs. V. She pushed her and had high expectations for Melody as a child so Melody learned to have high expectations for herself. I feel like as a SLP in the schools we could totally be someone’s Mrs. V!