I work with a pretty vulnerable population, so I have definitely seen my share of heavy/difficult cases. I have a current second grade student who lost his dad to terminal cancer when he was in kindergarten. It happened very quickly- dad was diagnosed at the beginning of the Summer before Kindergarten and he died in November of that school year My student who is now in 2nd grade is the oldest. He has three other siblings (one was a newborn when the dad passed away). Mom works full time, has three jobs to make ends meet. She saved enough so they could move out of their tiny 1 BR apartment and found a much larger, nicer place. They arrived on May 1 to move in and the owner basically said "sorry, I gave it to someone else who is paying me more money per month". Mom was able to go to court with an advocate but they are only allowed to stay through May and then have to leave. So my little guy who is 8 was just brought down to my office, exhausted. He says to me "I just need to sleep for a little bit. I am SO tired. It's really hard being my dad" ? I asked him to tell me more and he said "I'm trying so hard to do what my dad did but it's too hard with school. I'm helping my mom with my brothers and sisters but I am too tired. I just need to sleep for a little bit". I had to excuse myself from my office and go cry in the bathroom. Seriously I just can't. Some of these kids today have NO idea how lucky they are and how easy they have it. I wish no kid would ever have to walk in this little guy's shoes. Ever. This will be on my mind for a long time.
I work with a pretty vulnerable population, so I have definitely seen my share of heavy/difficult cases. I have a current second grade student who lost his dad to terminal cancer when he was in kindergarten. It happened very quickly- dad was diagnosed at the beginning of the Summer before Kindergarten and he died in November of that school year
My student who is now in 2nd grade is the oldest. He has three other siblings (one was a newborn when the dad passed away). Mom works full time, has three jobs to make ends meet. She saved enough so they could move out of their tiny 1 BR apartment and found a much larger, nicer place. They arrived on May 1 to move in and the owner basically said "sorry, I gave it to someone else who is paying me more money per month". Mom was able to go to court with an advocate but they are only allowed to stay through May and then have to leave. So my little guy who is 8 was just brought down to my office, exhausted. He says to me "I just need to sleep for a little bit. I am SO tired. It's really hard being my dad" ? I asked him to tell me more and he said "I'm trying so hard to do what my dad did but it's too hard with school. I'm helping my mom with my brothers and sisters but I am too tired. I just need to sleep for a little bit". I had to excuse myself from my office and go cry in the bathroom. Seriously I just can't. Some of these kids today have NO idea how lucky they are and how easy they have it. I wish no kid would ever have to walk in this little guy's shoes. Ever. This will be on my mind for a long time.