#7, Ron.

Ron was a school counselor at LeConte. He was a huge black man with a booming voice and a sweet disposition, and for some reason i always think of him in shorts and a big T-shirt. Some things i remember about Ron:
Once, after a rain, i cried profusely at the boys who were smashing the worms that had crawled out from the grass onto the concrete playground. Ron put his arm around my shoulder and led me away, and told me just to ignore those boys.
Once, he was absent for a few days, and we found out that he had stepped on a rusty nail while patrolling the yard during recess. Everyone talked about it for days, and we all thought he might never come back: "tetanus shot" sounds like a death sentence when you are young.
When i broke my elbow at the age of seven, i was out of school for a couple of weeks and all of my classmates made me "Get Well Soon" cards. For some reason, Ron was chosen as the ambassador with the mission of bringing these cards to me at home. I remember i was lying in my parents' bed in our apartment, it was kind of dark in the room, and he was talking so quietly and smiling so much. I was so awed to have him in my home!