Last night, I dreamed about little Talia, a sweet, 6 year old who unexpectedly died in her sleep from complications of Sickle Cell Anemia about a year ago. She was quite a storm when she first came to my school. Once the PE teacher had to carry her to the office because she refused to walk. And another time, I had to pull her out of the car because she wanted to stay with her mother.
But now I miss her. I miss her smile. And her cries. And most especially her hugs. She made me feel like I was making a difference in the world.
And that brings us to Barbie girl - one of my newest students. The one who needs stickers to get out of the car. Yep! She is rather challenging. And I'm up for the adventure!
You could say we are bonding. When she refuses to do her work, I've helped her do it - hand over hand. When she growls, I'm ignoring her. Until she stops. Then I praise her.
And I hug her. And soon, she'll hug me, too.
Read more about kids here. If your not moved, then you are a rock.