Its been awhile since I posted a blog and a lot has been going on in my little universe that is MLK. My kids have been flocking into see me and have been hanging out a lot of the time. I realized how much I am going to miss seeing their faces everyday.
I have a group of boys that I like to call the Wolfpack, they all come in at the same time together...all 6 of them. They make me laugh the most and are so curious about college. All of these boys are latino and boy they are all fiesty haha. Oh, and they are all related somehow and are NEVER apart. I always worry about what is going to fly out of their mouths next. Each one are first generation and all college bound. I know that one day they will change the world. They constantly talk to me about their girlfriend problems and I always know when they are having issues with the girlfriends. Their whole attitude is different. It is funny how young love effects you. I have quickly forgotten and am once again thankful to not have to deal with that distraction in my life.
I have become their big sister and they always tell me they have my back and if I ever needed "protection" they know who to call haha. Kind of like the Ghostbusters, but I doubt Bill Murray would be showing up at my door step ready to take on the living dead...I would imagine the guys who would show up would be little more intimidating then that. I guess its a good thing I have some of Denver's gangs looking out???hmm....totally harmless don't be alarmed.
I love how they command my office and sometimes talk like I am not sitting right in front of them. I constantly have to remind them to watch their language and to not talk about inappropriate topics, which usually makes me laugh or my mouth falls to the floor in shock. Times have changed is all I have to say. They have taught me a lot and have kept me up to speed with all the latest. Way more so than my female students. The Wolfpack is always respectful and if I ever am speaking to the senior class, they are always ready to help with crowd control and be my official shushers. They really have my back.
Graduation is coming up and they have a million relatives coming to see them graduate since many of them are first generation high school graduates as well. I have been invited to all their parties and they told me I have to meet all of their families at graduation because afterall I am a part of their family now.
I would have to say, I have the most fun with this group. They push me to my limits and always know I am a friendly face if they ever needed anything. We have conversations I will not ever forget. Next year will be quiet without them but I know their journey will be a great one.
One week they apparently made a deal as a group to not come and see me for the whole week. Guess how long that lasted...one day. Afterwards, they told me they enjoyed talking to me too much to not come see me. I always like that they think I am "cool." Not too sure about that but it can't be a bad thing :)
I realized how emotional this end of the year will be. Breaking out the box of tissues. A week and a half left until check out...
