Altas yelled

One of my favorite students is called Atlas. The boy doesn't have an inside voice. Actually, he sounds more like a bear-man than anything else. He is not the most nuanced of people, he grunts and yells and tells it like it is. He does the bare minimum in class and instead draws and draws and draws on his desk. He does well on his homework, and when he gets them all correct, he yells, "I am genius!" at me. I think he is very busy, you know, with kid stuff, like playing and with all his drawings, because often when he speaks he doesn't say the entire word, moth for mother and spaghet for spaghetti. He fascinates me because half the time he doesn't even really talk, just yelling and grunting.