Gabriel

I've known Gabriel for three years. He is one of those kids who is really tall, with big hands and feet and no idea what to do with this huge body. It just seems like he's always flailing about. He is the definition of goofy and will drive you mad in the classroom. He can't be still for a second and he has the attention span of a gnat.
He is also just about the sweetest kid you'll ever meet. You can tell him to sit down and be quiet 30493409384 times, and everytime he'll be geniunely sorry that he can't pay attention or be still. He gets in trouble on an hourly basis, but I've never seen him disrespectful. I've even heard him say something crazy like, "well, Ms. so-and-so gets on my nerves always yellin' but I know she is just tryin' to do her job."
And I, of course, love him to death. He hangs out with Taurus and is in his little merry band of mischief makers.

Today I spent an hour with him in the hospital. He was shot on Friday night twice in the chest. He has a collapsed lung and excessive blood loss. He said, "I can't believe teachers came to see me. I'm so happy."

He said my Trevon did it. I don't know how to deal with that.