I don't generally blog about work. I work as a librarian in a public school. I don't think it is good form to get into the details of children aside of my own, good or bad. So I am not going to. But I am going to say this. I witnessed a bunch of nine year olds demonstrate natural, heart-felt compassion for another child who was very different from them. I was moved to tears by their spirit, their words, and their actions. It is easy to lose hope in the world. I am grateful to children I worked with today for restoring mine to a level higher than I could have imagined.
I am blessed by what I do. Truly.