Week five of service as surprisingly harder than the previous week. The two troublemakers were especially problematic this week and distracted all the other kids in the class. I had to take them both down to the office because they were not doing anything good. One kid named Michael had to have his parents called to come pick him up. I was waiting for my carpools to come meet me when hhis parents rolled up in a beatdown old car blasting innapropriate music while an African American stepped out of the car smoking a cigarette went over grabbed Michael, a Mexican American, put him in the car and sped away. It was a sad sight to see. It really made me think about how grateful i am to have a family in good condition.
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