So interesting story, everymorning the kids work on or write a new story to practice their writing. After about 40 minutes or so, they "come to the rug and share." The first to share was Tyrece. "Davon" he says. "Davon was my brother. He woke up everyday with a smile on his face. He is dead now. Someone shot him. Everyday he would play with me and my brothers. He was always nice to all of us. I went to his funeral. Everyone was crying. I saw my aunt, her nose was bleeding. I asked her why. She said because she was crying so much....."
There was a sub in today, who had no idea if this story was real or made up or when it happend. A couple of weeks ago, this kid came in upset. I asked him what was wrong. Tyrece started crying saying his brother had been shot. The next day his mother tried to commit suicide.
The sub today, went into how his sister had died. He also mentioned some strange details about his prostate cancer, something about a metal implant and walking through metal detectors...don't ask. He reassured me he went to Georgetown and he was at Regans innauguration. Anyways, by the end of the day the entire class was in tears. "My grandma died, my uncle, my aunt, my cousin, my god brother, my bird, my cat, a worm....I heard all of their death stories and by then end of the day I was the "death doctor" as little Jaylis liked to call me. It was a ripple effect like I have never seen! Later though, I was called the heaven doctor...
I love you all, these kids need our help and our support. I am glad there are wonderful people in the world like you to guide them.
2 comments:
ahhh homie, that brings tears to my eyes. That is so aweful that such wonderful and good kids and adults have to go through that much pain and sorrow. I'm so happy that you are there to give them someone to talk to...someone who cares about them and loves them. Let me know if there is something I can do. They are in my thoughts and I wish them good health, happiness and peace in their lives.
that's beautiful!!!!
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