DEAR OLD GRANDAD

Teachermom in Virginia writes:

I remember a particular student who suffered from a brain tumor that affected the impulse control part of his brain. Needless to say, he spoke his mind and had no control over what came out of his mouth.

One day I had heard that his family had moved out of his Grandads home. I walked up to him and put my arm around his shoulder, anticipating tears. I said " I know you must be sad that your family moved out of Grandads. I just wanted to let you know that I am so sorry." He hesitated and then said " Oh, him! Nah, he's a rotten, dirty old man!" Oh, the things kids say!