My tenth-grade students sat in the darkness, their eyes fixed on the grainy black and white photograph magnified on a screen in front of the classroom.They considered the four figures frozen in time: a man with an insouciant grin, a woman with a pearly smile, a curly-haired girl wiping her nose, another staring defiantly into the lens. A family posing in a sparsely decorated bedroom, as if perched on the edge of an unknown future. The unit theme was cultural stereotypes. The Honors English class assignment was to invent a story based on the image. “They’re an immigrant family!” piped up one student. “They’re about to move to the United States!” conjectured another. “It’s the first picture they took after they got here!” posited a third. Then there was a pause. “Miss Rhor? Is that you?” asked one student, pointing to the toddler with the unwavering gaze.