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If you ever questioned if Trump really thinks the disabled and others he considers "losers" should just die, to allow the "superior" American race to thrive ... You have your answer. He is doing the worst impression of Thanos mixed with a Spartan ever.

Hello To All! My name is Alexis Rodgers! I am a 22-year old first year teacher. I will be teaching English Language Arts to 100 amazing sixth graders in a Title 1 School. I have always wanted to be a teacher and I am so excited to start my new career. However before I can even enter the classroom I have fallen on hard times. My mom was in a car accident and my own car is breaking down. I have a job working at a fast food restaurant for the summer but all of my bills are going to helping my family. I am asking for help from the global community to help me provide supplies for my classroom and students. All the proceeds from this fundraiser will go back into the classroom. I am so excited for this new journey but I’m afraid I won’t have the supplies to even start it successfully. Even $5 will help a child get paper and pencils. Thank you for your time and consideration. If you can’t donate, please share and pray for my first year and my students. Thank you all! Be Blessed!

Me: Okay?

Student N: Girls can't have girlfriends!

Me: Girls can have girlfriends.

Me: Well that's not a swear word, but it wasn't a kind thing for him to say. *calls student B over*

Me: Student B I heard you called Studnet A a punk. Student A can you tell him how that made you feel?

Student A: Yeah it made me feel mad. I didn't like that you called me that.

Me: Student B do you understand that you hurt Student A's feelings?

Student B: Yeah. I was hurtful.

Me: What do you think you could do or say that would be helpful?

Student B: I could maybe say sorry?

Me: That does sound helpful, why don't you try that out?

Student B: I'm sorry I called you names, Student A.

Student A: That's alright man, but please don't call me punk again.

Student B: Ok!

Me: Well, I'm an adult and I need to get my own snack.

Student K: Well THAT'S no fair! You should get one! It's delicious!

Me: Right now my job is to make sure everyone in Science Club is safe and eating their snack.

Student K: That ain't right that you don't get to eat. Student A is gone you eat his snack!

Me: That's very kind of you. I promise I ate a snack earlier. You just enjoy yours.

There’s one boy in the after school class that has a tough life, even compared some of the other students. He often gets scared at transitions and cries. He gets frustrated easily when it comes to math/reading and cries. He misses his dad a lot and cries. 

The other students notice, but are very kind and they often try to cheer him up. Which, always warms my heart. They pat him on the back, or offer him to cut in front of them etc. He still struggles a bit to find playmates on the playground, but we’ve been working on that and today he found someone to play with him without my help. 

The last few afternoon meetings when it’s question and comment time students will call on him. When it was his turn to share, and then he was calling on students that had questions or comments for him about half the class had their hands up. The expectation would be that these kids would bully and ignore him, but instead they work twice as hard to include him. 

Me: Whoa cool dance moves G! Where did you learn to dance?