I returned to school to find a chippy note in my box about requesting too many days for bereavement. I tried to quickly get things together and went to my first class. The students were very sweet, happy to see me and genuinely compassionate about the loss of my Grandmother. I looked around the room.
"Where is Jaquey?" I asked his teacher. "I feel like I haven't seen him in forever."
I saw her eyes dim a little and she looked down.
"He's gone. They withdrew him....they are sending him back to his mom....they can't deal with him anymore, the stealing.....".
"I hope somewhere he is getting what he needs." I answered, feeling that he had been failed, that he was slipping through the cracks.
"I do too" she answered.
I finished the week and our two week break began. It was filled with shopping and Christmas trees and food preparation for the Christmas Eve event that is hosted at my house for my family. My beautiful former student Dau came to town, only a year away from getting the degree she so fully deserves. I got crafty and built my sister a little, free ADULT lending library to house porn in her front yard.
We quietly brought in the New Year, while I silently wished for a good 2016.
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