Great Day!!!
Hey everyone. Today was a great day, even though it started out bad. With running on like 2 hours of sleep and still being sick, I didn't want to sub today, but I am sure glad I did.
I subbed at Clark today and I am sure most of you around Clovis/Fresno have heard about the fire in the mobile home I think on Monday or Tuesday. Well, unfortunately, 3 people did not make it out of the fire. 1 of them being a student a Clark. Now the name sounded familiar, but today I was able to put a name to a face. I was subbing in this one class and this student had the letter that was sent home to the parents at the school and had a picture of her and the student who didn't make it out of the fire. So I talked with the student, expressing my condolences, asking about the student, and went on my way. But it was killing me inside. I was watching this student and I could tell she was hurting. So before the bell rang, I pulled her aside and talked with her about how I lost my friend in December in a car accident and that I know how hard it is to lose someone you care about. And she asked me about my friend and stuff and we talked some more. I gave her my e-mail to talk anytime, because no one knows how it feels unless it has happened to you. She hugged me and thanked me.
Just talking to her and knowing that maybe I made an impact or at least could relate to how she was feeling, left me feeling happy inside. Like I did the right thing. Now whether she e-mails me or not, that's up to her, but knowing we made a connection is all I needed.
It's things like this that make me want to be a counselor. And with all the events in my life lately, taking the steps to that might be in the near future.
I subbed at Clark today and I am sure most of you around Clovis/Fresno have heard about the fire in the mobile home I think on Monday or Tuesday. Well, unfortunately, 3 people did not make it out of the fire. 1 of them being a student a Clark. Now the name sounded familiar, but today I was able to put a name to a face. I was subbing in this one class and this student had the letter that was sent home to the parents at the school and had a picture of her and the student who didn't make it out of the fire. So I talked with the student, expressing my condolences, asking about the student, and went on my way. But it was killing me inside. I was watching this student and I could tell she was hurting. So before the bell rang, I pulled her aside and talked with her about how I lost my friend in December in a car accident and that I know how hard it is to lose someone you care about. And she asked me about my friend and stuff and we talked some more. I gave her my e-mail to talk anytime, because no one knows how it feels unless it has happened to you. She hugged me and thanked me.
Just talking to her and knowing that maybe I made an impact or at least could relate to how she was feeling, left me feeling happy inside. Like I did the right thing. Now whether she e-mails me or not, that's up to her, but knowing we made a connection is all I needed.
It's things like this that make me want to be a counselor. And with all the events in my life lately, taking the steps to that might be in the near future.