I’m off to Colleyville today to watch the boys play soccer.
These kids rarely have played anything but gangster. Most of them grew up in homes where the greatest challenge was surviving another day in their sick families. Some of them have a reading level so low that they can’t read the materials they must complete to get out of TYC.
So we teach them to read and we teach them to play. Each are equally important. I am convinced that if they can’t have fun clean and sober they will get high. If we don’t teach them to read they will steal to make a living.
But today we play. They aren’t great at it yet, this is only their second game as a team outside of the ranch. I’m proud of them for being man enough to try.
The score was 3-3. They didn’t have a tie breaker and both teams get to count today as a win. 😀
My throat is sore from yelling so loud.