**Note** I was going to call this “Full Moon” even before the twins came home and I heard about more craziness. Then we looked it up, and I found out that it actually was a full moon!
Today has been crazy.
This morning at the convent, most of the kids were little monsters. Anyone prone to violence was exhibiting it today. Caio was hitting and biting like a madman anytime he was remotely upset. Carla was throwing toy trucks and fighting over toys. But most heartbreaking for me was Micael. This was his first week back since the break. He’s one of the younger boys, and he is (was?) my baby. I helped teach him how to walk. He always smiled for me, laughed all the time, and often fell asleep in my arms. But since he’s been back, he’s a different boy. I don’t know what happened. He’s become incredibly violent, and he’s getting stronger everyday. Today – completely unprovoked – he attacked our newest/youngest/smallest boy, Everto. He had a grip on his head. Nails dug into Everto’s eyes, Micael was biting the top of his head and pulling at his mouth. When I separated them, Everto had scratch marks on his face and his eye looked puffy. What has gotten into my sweet baby? He didn’t stop getting into fights today, and as a last result, Georgina and I had to tie him to a chair with a rag.
Which brings me to my next bit of sad news. I found out that today was Georgina’s LAST DAY. I don’t know what I’m going to do. She is the Brazilian woman who takes care of the children every day. She has the ultimate authority with them. She has a heart of gold under a steel will. Sister Isaacs told me they select their volunteers the same way they do the kids – they approach people in the favela with the worst situation and allow them to help for a number of years. They can’t really pay them, but they provide them with a safe place and all meals. Georgina has been working at the convent longer than any other volunteer. She is much better off than when she started, and all her children have now grown and moved out. So they decided it was time to give someone new a chance. This will be a wonderful opportunity for someone, no doubt, but it presents everyone else with a remarkable challenge. This new helper will be starting from scratch with these kids and it will take some time before she can establish any real authority. It’s going to be quite the trick to get the kids to behave. We’re probably going to need two of the nuns to be with us for a while.
I thought this was all the craziness today would bring me. Then my sisters came home from school.
They have had to deal with some stupid, immature crap from classmates in the past, but today almost takes the cake. I think it’s more idiotic than most high school sitcoms could come up with. So the girls have had troubles with the boys in their class for the past 2 years. This week, they were invited to a large party, and all the guys were up in arms over that fact. During school, in the girls’ hearing, people made comments like: “We should give them a wrong address that leads them into a favela,” and “At the party, we should lock them both in a closet.” Classy.
However, for the first time ever, some of the girls in the class came to Manda and Andrea’s defense. In an asinine attempt to appease those girls while still putting my sisters in their place, some boys delivered the following note to the twins:
Look, Kenners, we do not have a problem with your going to the party whatsoever. However from what has happened in the past of you guys making up shit to just try to get us in trouble…so here’s what we propose: If you guys really want to come, then you abide by the following rule: what happens there, stays there. That means you do not tell ANYBODY. No matter how good of a friend or family or whatever. If you are not willing to abide by these rules, then you are not welcome there. Really we do not have anything against you guys! So please, give this back with your answer and your signatures.
Manda’s “answer”: Are you like 2 years old?
The past instances of getting them in to trouble can factually be linked to only 2 things – once, 1.5 years ago Manda told some parents when the boys were playing the choking game and trying to rope younger boys into it. The girls also reported when they had been sexually harassed by these boys in the past. How dare they. The guys made up all sorts of other things today that the girls have supposedly done, none of which are remotely true.
This is only the latest of a long list of stupid, immature things these boys have done to my sisters. I vacillate between rage, pity, and amusement because of how unbelievably catty and juvenile it all is.
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