Mr. Daulberg

One that treated me different was Mr Dahlberg. For the entirety of 6th grade biology he treated me like I was the best kid he ever met. He let me be his “lab assistant”, which meant the the domain of the lab animals was mine to rule. I got to feed and care for the animals, and for once in my life, make decisions that were virtually always accepted as good. Seemed like he genuinely liked me.