He was in my first kindergarten class when I moved to this district 16 years ago. He was the same age as my son. In fact, they played on a traveling soccer team for 3 years together. He was a sports nut...in kindergarten he would whip off his Brent Favre #4 jersey so he could copy the name and number in his journal. One morning he came to school early so I let him come in and take the chairs down....and he told me, "This morning my mom peed on a stick and now she's going to have a baby!" I almost fell off the chair I was standing on and tried not to let him see me laughing...of course it was a pregnancy test stick...but I will never forget that. And in the 5th grade vs teacher softball game, this boy who wanted to win so badly, stopped pitching and went over to show a developmentally delayed player on his team how to stand in the batter's box and hold the bat. It was genuine kindness to help when the rest of the team was grumbling that this boy at bat was certainly an out.
I cannot fathom the pain his family feels right now.
F %CK Cancer!
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