During the course of that conversation, James shared a lot about his own upbringing. He told us about what it was like to grow up where drive-by shootings were a fact of life, and where boys proved they were men by stacking the most cash. He told us how in a neighborhood of several square blocks, only four kids he knew actually graduated from high school. He told us about friends of his who stayed up all night selling drugs, slept on the playground, and met their moms in the morning to give them enough cash to pay the rent and have a meal. He also told us about friends who were going hungry, because all the expired food in the cabinet was just a "set" designed to fool the social workers who would come to the house to check on the children's well-being. James told us that today, as a college graduate with a full-time job, he doesn't let the little things stress him out. Things like marital arguments, coworker drama, and nagging bosses don't bother him much, because he is no longer living in those streets, living that difficult life in a completely different world that so many of us can't even begin to understand.
Finally, James told us how he can look in a child's eyes on campus and, because he lived the life he lived, he can tell what kinds of experiences that child has had. He can tell which kids know about drugs, sex, prison, prostitution, and so on. He makes it a point to say "hey" to the kids that very few others want to talk to, and that when he does get to talk to them he cuts right through the small talk and asks the kids where they are headed in life. If they have an answer, he says, he knows that no matter how hardened a kid may seem, there is still hope for him if he has a goal in life. Some of them may be growing up in difficult conditions, but here in most areas of Orlando these kids have no idea how bad things can really get. When I asked him how I can possibly "get through" he encouraged me, saying, "No matter how much they resist, if they can picture their futures you still have a chance. All it takes is one person. Just let them know you care. Let them know you love them, they're safe here, and they can put all that other stuff aside and focus on success."
I can't express how encouraging it was to hear those things at a point in the year when tension is highest and student behavior is at it's worst. He's right, all it takes is one person. And for me, that day, the one person was him.