But really? Look at them. One of them told me, at a softball event a few weeks ago, that if everyone at BK had a teacher like me, we would really change the world. Another one comes in everyday to hang out with me after-school, even though I always have meetings and commitments. I know that I'm good at connecting with them, because I genuinely want to hear what they have to say. I really think it's as simple as that. I don't think it's magic.
Today, after Saturday school, where they argued whether or not the N-word should be banned from the English language, we went to a rally against gun violence at St. Mary's park. UP rolled deep, and I was so proud to see our youth out, speaking, connecting, talking to one another, enjoying the environment and listening to the message. I wish I was able to be there for the march!
I wore a string of beads for Emily. It has been 10 years, and I miss you. I hope your spirit looks down on us. Now, I come home to love. In spite of loss, we learn to grow and keep loving. I am learning to appreciate waking up everyday and not stressing the particulars. It will work out, somehow. I am sure. And you will be here with me, watching nascar and looking into my soul. Thank you.