Regarding the New York Times editorial “ The outrage of giving up on 4-year-olds” you reprinted March 28: In the first grade, I took one of those little hammers with a screwdriver in the handle to school and was merrily carving my name in the desk. The principal, who had entered the back of the room, grabbed my hair, shook my head, hauled me down to the office, threw away the tool, paddled my backside and called my dad to come get me.
When I got home, I received another paddling and one of my favorite toys was thrown into the trash. Thus ended my therapeutic session. I wonder how many of the suspended 4-year-olds, regardless of race, have no father at home for a principal to call and to provide therapy?