It's facking cold today. It was rough last night, but cathartic. The old crew got together to do goodbye #1. We have another co worker who is still in France so we have to do another goodbye for him. So our department was split into two parts. There was one group called the old people who don't do shit, and then there were the young people who did too much.
Today the foundation managers spoke with the students about where they are going to go from here. Here... means being completely abandoned from all the adults they trusted.
Today the foundation managers spoke with the students about where they are going to go from here. Here... means being completely abandoned from all the adults they trusted.
I almost didn't go. At the moment that I took this picture I just remembered that this meeting was happening. I didn't want to face our former managers, but I wanted to say one last goodbye to our students.
The whole thing was really emotional. Our hardened staff couldn't hold back tears. I finally got to say my "goodbye" speech to our students. I gave big big hugs to everyone. Then I went back into my car and cried some more. I want to help the students in my own time as much as I can. As much as I want to tell my old job to suck a fat one. We all know the students need our help more than ever.
Here is the best shirt to describe what we all have been going through. Amy is my hero.