so I watched detatchment the other day. I was expecting hipster nonsense and that's mostly what it was, but it made me think about all of the kids I've worked with the past few years, especially a few this year...and I just want to cry because I know their lives are going to be so, so hard and there's really nothing I can do to help them. they're not mine, none of them are and you are supposed to remain detached because its really none of your business even though with kids this age you are so much more involved in their home life. I would never teach high school. when they're little, even if their home lives are horrible they can still be helped by some crackers and a hug, a stroke on the cheek and smile at them as you tell them "don't worry sweetheart, you're fine". then tie their shoes and zip their coat, send them outside to play-
and it just makes me want to scream and cry the way my government absolutely destroys what little chance some of these kids have
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