Not many people know this but I once worked for an at risk after-school program. I was a teacher. One of my first days on the job and I was assigned a particular group of kids. These were the “trouble kids.” Most of them didn’t come regularly but there was one in particular I’ll never forget. His name was Gabriel.
When I met Gabriel he wanted nothing to do with me. Him, like his brother, just cussed at me and caused trouble. Early on one of my co-workers informed me about Gabriel’s family life. His parents were druggies. When Gabriel and his older brother were about 2-3 their grandparents found them in an open field by themselves. Apparently they crawled out of their parent’s trailer, while their parents were unconscious. Later, after the parents took the kids back, the kids witnessed their father get shot down by SWAT. The mother was taken to prison, and the kids were back with their grandparents. The grandparents were great with the kids; however the grandfather shortly passed away and the grandmother had her legs amputated as a result of her diabetes. As you might be able to understand these kids had behavior problems.
As I worked with this kid I always kept his home life in mind. One particularly bad day Gabriel was frustrated and just blew up. He was upset because he was done with his homework but our policy was to give the children more work to keep them busy. In rage filled tears he screamed to me that he didn’t want to do it and he couldn’t take it. He said “I’m at school all day and they give me homework and I get in trouble when I’m done and they give me more. When I come home my grandmother can’t do anything with me so she gives me chores all day to keep me busy. When my brother comes home he won’t play with me, but him and his friends beat me up. And when I come here you say we have to do my homework and when I’m done you give me more work!”
I felt horrible. I felt horrible because this kid was totally right. This kid was being overlooked by policies that were supposed to ‘help’ him. This kid didn’t need more work to keep him busy or more work to give him an academic edge; he needed love. Everything else would be a waste of time if this kid wasn’t being loved. So I told the kid he was right. Then I just played with him. From that point on we basically would do one piece of homework from each class and then play games.
A part of our after-school program included a snack time and some reading time. Well as Gabriel and I were kind of bonding he wanted to read what I was reading. The problem, if you could really say that, was that I was reading the Bible. I wasn’t sure if I was really allowed to let him read my Bible; however knowing one day I would stand before God I decided I wasn’t going to stop him, especially since I had more than one with me. So we started doing this thing where he would pick verses for me to read and I would pick verses for him to read. It was funny because he’d always pick something in Revelation about the prostitute to see if I would read it, which I would. For him I would pick Romans or the Gospel of John. He got off easy. He still had behavior problems but he was getting way better.
A few weeks later it was my turn to teach the lesson and I was supposed to teach about science. So I had my lesson plan ready and I was going to teach about light waves. I was going to teach how light can fill a room because of the way it functions. So I start by asking the kids if we shut the windows would it be dark in the room, setting up to ask how come a little tiny light source (the light bulb) can fill the room. So I asked “if we shut the windows would it be dark in here?” The kids said yes except for Gabriel who said no. He liked to be a wise guy sometimes so I figured he was being really specific because it was day outside. So I asked “ok, would it be dark in here if we closed the window AND the curtains?” Again the kids said yes but Gabriel said no. A little bit frustrated I asked “ok, would it be dark in here if we closed the window AND the curtains, duct tape the frames shut and put towels underneath the door ways?” And again the kids said yes but Gabriel said no. I figured I’d give it one more chance. I said “Ok, would it be dark in here if we closed the windows, the blinds, the curtains, ducted taped all the edges of the windows and doors, all of us got in the closest, and put a towel underneath the door way of the closet?”And again he said no. Thinking he was being a smart aleck I finally go “Ok Gabriel, why would it not be dark in the closet?”
Do you want to know what his response was? He said “It would not be dark in here because God is light and God lives in us and we are the light of the world! And darkness is overcome by light.”
I was in shock. This young boy quoted 1 John 1, 2 Timothy 1, Matthew 5, and John 1. Not only did he quote it, he quoted it in front of the whole class! I knew I was fired but I was also so happy for this boy.
Then he said “Can I say something else Mr. Brewer?” I was still in shock by what he said, trying to figure out the right thing to do, happy by how politely he asked (huge change), and just in a daze so I said “yes.” He walks up to the board and draws two big circles. He then draws little shapes inside the circles, basically earth. Then he filled all the continents with the marker but left one little spot unfilled. He then said “if all this darkness represents evil and this little spot represents God’s people, who do you think would win in a battle?” I, being completely flabbergasted said “who?” knowing that I was so fired. He said “the white spot because they have God and nobody can overcome God.” Then he drew on the board “1 vs. 9999999999999999999…” as far as he could go with the board. “God,” he said “could defeat that amount of people x forever because he is all powerful.” I simply sat down. I could only watch. He then spoke to the class about how powerful God was and got the class involved!
Luckily the other teacher with me was also Christian. I did also have to talk with the owner, but it was about how pleased she was by his behavior. I was so happy to see how much change took place in his life. For the record I did NOT tell him all the things he wrote on the board, he figured it out by reading the Bible. I didn’t get fired but a few weeks later the program was shut down and I was not able to get any contact info.
I pray for him still. I hope to see him again one day. I don’t know if he’d remember me but I’ll always remember him. Hopefully I’ll at least see him in heaven.