Frank was sitting in the corner with his back toward the rest of the kids that were serving time in jail with him. He was taking a "self time-out", it is a time that kids can ask for where they are secluded from the rest of the kids. He was wearing a black shirt, different from the green shirts because he was an upper level. Upper level status is acquired when an individual runs the program at the facility with the highest level of commitment and consistency. Also, they are positive peers to the kids and have the ability to lead. However, his attitude was poor as he sat in the corner looking at the wall hitting his forehead with the butt of his hand and clenching his fist into a ball and then opening them. His nostrils were flaring and he was not breathing normally, more short and shallow breathes through clinched teeth. I sat down in the corner with him and asked what he was thinking about. "Killing that kid!" he said as he indicates the kid by tilting his head over his shoulder in the direction where the kid was sitting. I asked why and the tears began to come. His girlfriend of three years (he is now just 16) is pregnant and is contesting that he might not be the father and wants the courts to do a DNA test. He tells me that it kills him to think that she was with another guys and when he was sharing this with a group of peers, one made an inappropriate comment that if I was Frank I would have done something to the kids I would have regretted. Frank is a big 16 year old and already wears the stress of taking care of his younger brothers, his girlfriend who was/is having his baby, and helping his mom out with paying the rent. "I just want to prove to everyone that I'm different, I want my actions to back my words up this time!" he says through his tears. Frank has come to that crisis of life and has found Christ in it. I believe in the potential of every juvenile, that through Christ they can change their lives, their family's lives, their friend's lives, and their community. There is always hope, even if your sitting in a corner, looking at the wall to preoccupied to see it!May 21, 2008
Frank was sitting in the corner with his back toward the rest of the kids that were serving time in jail with him. He was taking a "self time-out", it is a time that kids can ask for where they are secluded from the rest of the kids. He was wearing a black shirt, different from the green shirts because he was an upper level. Upper level status is acquired when an individual runs the program at the facility with the highest level of commitment and consistency. Also, they are positive peers to the kids and have the ability to lead. However, his attitude was poor as he sat in the corner looking at the wall hitting his forehead with the butt of his hand and clenching his fist into a ball and then opening them. His nostrils were flaring and he was not breathing normally, more short and shallow breathes through clinched teeth. I sat down in the corner with him and asked what he was thinking about. "Killing that kid!" he said as he indicates the kid by tilting his head over his shoulder in the direction where the kid was sitting. I asked why and the tears began to come. His girlfriend of three years (he is now just 16) is pregnant and is contesting that he might not be the father and wants the courts to do a DNA test. He tells me that it kills him to think that she was with another guys and when he was sharing this with a group of peers, one made an inappropriate comment that if I was Frank I would have done something to the kids I would have regretted. Frank is a big 16 year old and already wears the stress of taking care of his younger brothers, his girlfriend who was/is having his baby, and helping his mom out with paying the rent. "I just want to prove to everyone that I'm different, I want my actions to back my words up this time!" he says through his tears. Frank has come to that crisis of life and has found Christ in it. I believe in the potential of every juvenile, that through Christ they can change their lives, their family's lives, their friend's lives, and their community. There is always hope, even if your sitting in a corner, looking at the wall to preoccupied to see it!
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