Chucu & His Homies

William,

I've thought about what to write all day now and while part of me would like to continue exploring the theme and meaning of Justice from philosophy class, or rail against the seemingly monolithic, lock-step acceptance and use of P.C. language and how it's destroying our culture and ability to communicate with each other, or stake out my claim against the tyranny of gay-marriage; I'm left thinking that in that I haven't truly written anything since September of last year it might be nice to begin this new season of writing and opining with a fresh and sunny story from Los Laureles.

Thus I bring you Carlos Jose Ucles Ferrufino, affectionately known in Laureles (and other parts) as Chucu. I shan't write a long bio on him as I did with Chihua; at least not today. I do though want to share with you a scene from his birthday back in November. Normally when a birthday in Laureles rolls around I arrive with a cake, we sing a song, say a prayer, eat, drink coke and generally move a bit closer to Type-2 Diabetes. Chucu though has become something of an an object of affection for my 11th Graders and this past November they planned a surprise party in school for him.




It was a grand time with singing, eating and general merriment and it was satisfying to sit back and watch as the uber-privileged youth of high class La Ceiba celebrated and fawned over a humble, quiet kid from Los Laureles. Worlds are coming together William and I must say, you're somehow part of that.

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