Saturday, 27 January 2007

Flowers and football................



There is a little fella in my class who 's reputation came before him. He's a 'big' boy from a family that does not have a good reputation around here. When you're 5 that's a pretty hard image to carry.

On Thursday he got into a fight and when he came back in from play he was sobbing his little heart out. Being a mum, well ,being a human being really, my first instinct was to just to hold him, reassure him, calm him down. The fight got sorted out( it wasn't bad, a bit of pushing and shoving) but he was so upset.

So I took him out to his mum at home time and told her what had happened. Do you know, the next day she brought me in this big bunch of flowers. I was so touched. This is a family that has not got 2 pennies to rub together, that people cross over the street to avoid. And they bought me flowers because I cared for their boy. What can I say ?

5 comments:

Farm Wife said...

Good job, Teacher! You were just what he needed & his mom saw that.

emily said...

What a nice-everything. Nice thing for you to do, nice for the family.

Hey, why can't you tell anyone you know about your blog?

Sarah said...

I just thought that if I tell people I know about my blog then maybe I wouldn't be so honest. I want to be able to moan or be sad, be proud of things I've done, without worrying whether friends/family will worry about me, be hurt, think I'm showing off. This way I can really be me - warts and all .

Inkling said...

Sarah, I found you through my cousin, Farmwife. I've been reading for awhile now, but am just commenting for the first time today. I used to be a teacher before moving to Canada. What you wrote reminded me of a 6th grader I had once. Everyone warned me about this boy - a twelve year old who was burly and big and already shaving. Even my principal sat me down to tell me all of his misdeeds from the year before. Well, when I met him, I loved him from the start, and saw that most of his misdeeds were really just misunderstandings. He would challenge me every so often, just to see if I still cared enough to address him and the issue, or if I was going to throw the towel in and just send him to the office. I never had to send him to the office, and he and his family became my biggest fans. I think what you did with that little one will stay in his heart (and his family's heart) for always. Kids like that so desperately need someone to love on them, give them some grace and understanding, and simply accept them. You did that, and they noticed. Way to go! I like your writing.

Sarah said...

Thank you Inkling. I can see you understand. This boy and his cousin are in my class and I just have a huge part of my heart for them. I'm glad you like my blog. Come back soon! S