Slow Children at Play
`My name is Stokie Jaye, and I work in a group home for emotionally disturbed boys.
As I drive into work every day, I pass a battered old road sign that was probably erected when the place was built. To me, the sign means absolutely nothing about traffic; it encapsulates what I experience and what I have come to know as the god-awful truth about these kids.
It says simply, “SLOW: Children at Play.”‘
