There wasn’t a dry eye in the house that evening. As the people from Social Services led Robby from the stage to be placed into foster care， I noticed that even their eyes were red and puffy and I thought to myself how much richer my life had been for taking Robby as my pupil.
No， I’ve never had a protégé but that night I became a protégé...of Robby’s. He was the teacher and I was the pupil for it is he that taught me the meaning of perseverance and love and believing in yourself and maybe even taking a chance in someone and you don’t know why.