I always wait until the last day of classes to share with my students, my own personal struggle with anger, fear, and control. It took the life of my unborn child, and nearly took the life of the one woman I care more about than any other woman in the world. It’s not an easy story to tell, but I think it needs to be heard, and I think it’s a good way to end the classes. Aside from that, what a joyous day today was!
Of course, like every new class, some of my students got more out of it than others, but what was the highlight of my day, was Jacob.
Thinking back to the first couple class days, Jacob was closed off to everyone who tried to help him, and now, he was the one in class this morning to admit to his wrongdoings. On top of that, he has asked if he could come back… to continue coming to classes and continue learning, despite the fact that he is no longer required to do so.
I am excited to continue helping Jacob, and to help the next batch of young people who attend my classes.
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