|Everyday-- 4:30 pm. This is how we do. "Take photos" and "Antie, you help".|
Last night at Rising Star, so what do they do? Have the kids sing the most tender songs to us and then dance the most heart wrenching dance before lining up and one by one to hug us goodbye. It almost felt like a cruel punishment. I had no idea I was so attached to these kids. Especially the little boys in my "family". I mean, graduation day is rough when I say goodbye to my special ed students that I've had for YEARS, and this every bit as hard for some reason. I just want them to turn into the most brilliant, respectable adults ever and I don't know if I will be back to India anytime in the near future :( So sad. I cried cried cried. Some of the kids cried too which made me cry even more. I don't know why I always have to admit when I cry but for some reason it just makes me feel like less of a baby. Hah.
Anyways, internet is too slow here to even think about uploading a video so I am going to link you to this one. It's the dance class doing a dance about leprosy. Some dance as if they have leprosy, others help heal and lift. After seeing the real deal, this dance was so touching. Soooooo tender. This is their parents and grandparents we are talking about. Generations of families that have been shunned, outcast, untouchables, whose shadows are even seen as contaminated. And here these kids are, bright, talented, and beautiful as ever. It's time for the stigma to change and I'm pretty dang sure these kids are going to be the ones to make it happen. I just love every single one of them. So hard to say goodbye. Good thing I have nephews at home to smother and student's to mother. Okay, ew not mother, it just rhymed with smother :)
|And just in case you haven't seen enough of my worn out no makeup face, hah|
This is it. This is the end.
I'm comin home tired.