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>Here are four of my kiddos. Each of these boys has a story to tell, sad, hard, rough lives, and they are nine and ten years old. Each has behavior problems, and each needs love. All four are in one class together. (Watch out fifth grade, here they come!) I love ’em, but at times I don’t want them near me! Second from the right has promised to bring me a tadpole, maybe he will. I’ve tried to get ways to relate to them besides making them sit, study/work, and be quiet. Working a Bible club in a gated community for three years really prepared me for this bunch.


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