That s what he finally choked out:
I don t know anything about me.
At Trinity Church, elementary-aged kids are checked into Kidsplace each week by their parents, using an electronic key fob like the one above; or, if that s misplaced, they can use touch screen computers to enter their phone number.
One Sunday morning recently, I saw a little boy standing sheepishly near the entrance. He didn t have an adult with him, so I went over to help him out. I asked if he had ever been to Kidsplace before. He looked mildy panicked at the question. He stammered Umm maybe? I think I ve been here once? I m not sure. I can t remember. Hmm. Okay. I walked him over to the touch screens and explained that if he had ever visited, his phone number would be in the system and we could get him all set with a name tag. Panic registered on his face once again. He looked down at the floor, and I thought maybe he was embarrassed because didn t know his phone number. No big deal. I started to explain that it was no problem; we d just manually enter his name and grade and print up a name tag. No sweat! But before I could explain he looked up and with a sigh of resignation quietly said,
I m a foster kid. I don t know anything about me.