I think about my Institute kids all the time. I did get a picture, and I got a list of email addresses. I even got to visit a couple of them in October. But I still feel like I abandoned them.
It’s too easy to justify yourself out of feeling guilty and responsible–I only had four weeks, I didn’t know how to be a teacher, I didn’t realize x y or z… but it doesn’t matter how many times I tell myself I can’t catch them all; I still feel like I’m… eating soup with a fork. Fishing with a net with too-big holes. I don’t want to fail these kids. My babies are slipping through my fingers, even now, even as we speak.
What a job.