A Happy and Sad Discovery

As you all know by now, one of the students that has stood out to me the most semester, Kyle, has been a foster child his entire life. In my last post, I mentioned I hadn't seen him around, then edited my post later on saying he was back. I also mentioned he had gotten his grades up to the point where he was passing.

The past couple of classes have been unusually quiet. Last Thursday, I thought maybe he was gone with the rest of the majority of class to the JROTC or the band event, both of which were taking place that day during the period I'm pre-student teaching in. Today, I noticed he was still gone, so I mentioned to Mrs. Paxton that I hadn't seen him in a while.

It turns out that he was going to be moved whether he got his grades up or not. Up until recently, he had been living independently while still under the supervision of the foster care organization he has been a part of for so long. Originally, he was very reluctant and did not want to move in with another "stupid" family (i.e. one that had adults that he believed to be less intelligent than him). However, after meeting the foster father, he informed Mrs. Paxton that he was excited to be moving and that the father was cool and needed him. Plus, he doesn't have to share him with any other foster children.

While it saddens me that he is no longer around, the fact that he is happily living with a parent-figure instead of on his own now makes me happy for him. I hope he continues to keep his grades up at his new high school and that his new family is everything he could ever hope for and more.