“I love you papa.” My 16-year old señorita texted me.
“Love you too. Don’t you have any homework?” I messaged back.
“None. I’m just missing you.”
So I gave her a call, and caught her sobbing. I asked what’s wrong.
The lesson for today is about FAMILY. She told me how she opened up about hers in the class. How she have been without her father for a very long time now. How it’s like to be a collateral damage of a broken home. How she bursts in to tears in front of everybody. And how her talk ended with the teacher’s warm embrace.