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You know the people that seem hopeless, maybe you know what I am talking about... maybe you don't. I am student teaching this semester at a public school, a scene that I was not originally familiar with but have grown more and more used to. It is as if I have grown numb to things that I used to call "bad": constant degrading, immodesty, lack of passion, etc. The list could go on and on.
What is sad is that to the world they are not an agent of hope but a mere economic dollar. In my mind, there is no reason for these people to live. In my mind their lives are all about being a buck and a bone. Not only have they rose from the dirt and remained dirt, they have become fatalistic in life only looking down and never looking up.
What is even more sad is that I feel that they are so close. My heart has grieved many nights at the thought of these students. Their souls scream, "where do I turn," but their hearts are so blackened by selfish pleasures. Their eyes blinded by darkened delights.
I am looking for ways to help these people. Help them reach out... they are so close...