The joy of working will always have its lower points. One of our past students who comes on Friday's after school to help with the program, was attacked last week on his way home by a group of cowards. This student in particular is thirteen....thirteen! Attacked on the street. This news is heart breaking, a reminder of why I am here. I wish for no more reminders. My mouth has not closed since hearing this news, I am currently in the studio painting with my art group and I cannot come to enjoy myself.