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Be Patient amidst the storm

Be Patient amidst the storm

With trepidation I went to the boys and girls club. I hadn’t been there for weeks since I was off island and there was so many days of no school before I left. I walk in and there is just one boy there so far and he sees me and smiles, he asked me why I hadn’t been there for weeks. He really stressed the ‘weeks’ part, he had been counting. Another of the boys found me and asked why I hadn’t been there for so long. The boy said his dad was gone too and that everyone was leaving him lately, he listed me high in the list of people missing. The first boy ran and told the other couple kids there, screaming Miss Sarah is back. One of the girls came running out screaming Miss Sarah and hugged me.

Perhaps I was missed. I still was so scared to go today since the staff doesn’t really like me. My fear was overwhelming me of not being accepted. Silly me, if the kids missed me than that’s enough to make it worth it. Why do we complicate things in our adult like brains?

Towards the end I was just playing with a couple small girls that wanted to color and so we worked on a Hello Kitty someone mailed me. Every moment is an opportunity to teach them manners and how to share it seems. Then we had to clean up afterwards and the one girl decided to misbehave for me and threw a pencil in the garbage on purpose. I told her that hurt my feelings and she ran off and sulked in a corner. I coaxed her out and taught her about forgiveness….that I wasn’t mad at her but just sad she didn’t listen to me. Eventually she liked me again and wanted hugs and kisses. While this mini drama was unfolding one of the staff members was yelling at everyone and just a general mood of pain fell on the place. Hard to explain unless you have been there but its odd how one person can create a feeling of fear in the building. At that moment I realized a bit why I was there and so singled out….I am rather quiet and soft spoken and work under the radar of others. The kids find me and I smile and help them, so as long as I can keep that perspective I’ll survive.

Slow and steady…Patient and Calm…amidst the storms of life.

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