I do love them. It tears me to pieces when everytime I see them. They have their good days, and they have their bad. Fortunately yesterday was a good day, lets hope that today, will also be a good day. Their last teacher quit because the one boy (13) pinned her against the wall, also in the past she received a lot of bruises from him. I'm afraid to take Alysia there, when that boy is in my class. But that's beside the fact, I love them like they are my own. And in a way, I consider them to be mine, just because I'm trying to instill these thoughts in their heads, that they are worth it, and people do love them. Thanks for stopping in to see my blogs, MadPoet!
Emma