Who’s the Teacher Here Again?: How the Simple Words of a Child Just Reminded Me.

Who’s the Teacher Here Again?: How the Simple Words of a Child Just Reminded Me.   She said it so simply, yet with such gratitude that it could not go unnoticed. Volumes in a couple of lines from the wisdom of a child’s heart has blessed me again. It was about 10 minutes into a small group class. A beautiful class, but no different than the normal, it seemed. I had a new student, and I loved that. This new lovely student was a 7 year-old girl (I later found out that she is considered as having autism and ADHD) who made a gentle exclamation that miraculously summed up the reasons I need to keep reaching the children who need this care: lesson heard. This child was curious, delightful, and enthusiastic. She seemed to be needing the same acknowledgement and encouragement that any “typical” 7 year-old child would. She raised her hand to speak. I told her that she doesn’t ever have to raise her hand here, but she may out of habit and that’s cool too. It’s fine to just speak up whenever she needs to. Class went on for a bit. She shared a few things while never missing a moment of the practice, and working diligently and peacefully on finding her balloon breath. It was only about 10-15 minutes into the class when she shared something that I am so glad she felt safe and free enough to just say. It was something so simple, yet so clearly from her Heart. My quote may be a bit off, but it is very close to her words. She...