This is mostly good stuff.

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First of: I love my job. I work at a church with special children, and they are made of awesome, all of them. Today I show up after my holiday break (I'd been there to visit them but I wasn' t allowed to go into the classrooms and *be* with them, just see them and talk some. Its not the same) to work with them, and they had this surprise for me! A little girl wrote in huge red letters "Welcome Back Doc" on the chalkboard, (I'm not a doc, but they call me that) and they made paintings and drawings, and it was all so touching I cried. And then we were all crying and my supervisor walked in and left with a huge smile too.
Thing is that this children don't really get a lot of attention, they're in there because their families, for one reason or another, couldn't cope with their reality, so when somebody is there, helping them, teaching them stuff and just caring is like a gift for them, and so they're very grateful. That's a real life lesson.

Second: I so should be working on my Social Studies paper... I just need to procrastinate some before getting my ass in gear and actually sitting down and decide what the hell am I gonna talk about in it   ::headdesk::

Third: I'm starting to think that I sound like a blond. Yesterday the best friend's gf brought her sister along, and the sister thought I was a blond... by just hearing me talk through a door. WTF? That's the second time this week. How do blonds sound anyway? O.o

Fourth: I lost four pounds. And I know that should be a good thing, but its not. I'm 110 lbs and prone to anemia. So unjustified weight-loss is a big no-no. Gotta go to see a doctor about that.

And lastly: I think I saw my first autumn-fallen leaf this morning! And that made so happy!
Awww, I'm happy. Are you happy? Lets all be happy!

Okay, I release you from my madness, you can go on your merry way now.

Comments

[1grl-revolution.livejournal.com]

I think it's very admirable that you work with special children. It takes a very special person to be able to do that kind of work. I admire you.

[penandnotebook]

::feels admired::
I´m kinda sporting this goofy grin, because most people look at me, and you can see that they're holding back to not shake their heads at me. That sucks because they really have no idea what it is like, what it is that I do, so they see it as some waste of time, since I'm so young and all, I could be doing some more lucrative things, but they're boring and I don't feel challenged, what's the point of exploring if you're gonna play it safe?

Anyway, I've extended too much this post. Thanks, I can't even begin to tell you what it means to have people see this kind of work as special and important. I admire you for that too.

[1grl-revolution.livejournal.com]

You are welcome. I really do see it as special work. I worked with an Autistic boy a couple of summers ago for 16 hours a week, for 3 or so months while his usual program faciliator was on leave. It was the hardest thing I have ever done in my whole entire life. He was such a sweet little boy, but I didn't have the training to deal with him properly, so I was very out of my league. But, working with him gave me a completely new appreciation for people who do that kind of work for a living. I can't do it. I'm special, but not that special. You are very special for being able to do what you do. :)