He didn’t care. At all. Apathy ran through through this kid like electricity—fast, unstoppable, proud. Homework? Forget it. Class? Meh. Life? Whatever.
At some point, we took a field trip to a homeless shelter, and all of a sudden things changed. He told me later he thought it’d be boring. He said he saw a kid shaking in a too-small jacket, clutching a box like it was all he had. And something hit him. Not about himself, but about this kid. About people. He explained that that day, not caring started to feel wrong. He realized learning mattered—not for grades, but for helping. For leading. For actually caring about the people around him. Today, that same kid says he is pretty sure it was Jesus and spends his time helping everyone he knows.
4” x 5”. Oil on 100% cotton paper.
He didn’t care. At all. Apathy ran through through this kid like electricity—fast, unstoppable, proud. Homework? Forget it. Class? Meh. Life? Whatever.
At some point, we took a field trip to a homeless shelter, and all of a sudden things changed. He told me later he thought it’d be boring. He said he saw a kid shaking in a too-small jacket, clutching a box like it was all he had. And something hit him. Not about himself, but about this kid. About people. He explained that that day, not caring started to feel wrong. He realized learning mattered—not for grades, but for helping. For leading. For actually caring about the people around him. Today, that same kid says he is pretty sure it was Jesus and spends his time helping everyone he knows.
4” x 5”. Oil on 100% cotton paper.
