When it rains it pours

I had a really great week last week two of my boys from the Bridge School stopped in. Mark was pretty excited having started his first class at CCRI in Providence. I could hardly remember him. I must have had him in class 4 years or more ago when I was the class teacher. (time flies) He just wanted to say Thank you for encouraging him and believing in him. "when everyone told me I couldn't make it, you told me I could Mrs. V. I am just here to tell you thanks".

Then there was this other kid. I cannot for the life of me remember his name.He was well dressed, dress shirt and blue tie, dress black pants and a really nice pair of dress shoes. I say this because all that kid wore were sagging pants. I always say to the boys "Hey guys I don't want to see any boxers, I see too many at home, I live with all guys".

This boy was was an expert talker. He was the lawyer for the class. he had stopped by to say that he was now going to the Sawyer school and that he was engaged to be married. he showed me 2 tatoos on both of his wrist. One ,when he got engaged and still another the date in 2009 when he will be married.

Then as if that was not enough, my friend and I walked over for lunch at CCRI yesterday 9/10 . I felt this towering person hugged me from behind" What are you doing here Mrs. Vassell?" I forced myself to turn around it was Justin, 6 feet tall, books in hand. "I'm doing classes here Mrs.V!" he said. "I have a full schedule"! "I'm taking four classes". "Can you handle that ?" I asked "Oh yeah" he said smiling. "Let me know if there is anything that I can do",I said. "Okay Mrs.V I still have the Bridge number". he gave me one last hug and walked away to catch the trolley.

Whey nuh dead nuh dash wey (Jamaican Proverb) Where there is life there is hope.