It happened some time ago. I don’t know, why I thought about it right now. Maybe it’s “the proper time” to share that story.
Last eight years I was juror in court. Four years in criminal court, next four in family court. I didn’t apply for the next cadence. I was tired from watching all those mischievous people hurting own kids. I couldn’t sleep at nights. But time to time there were cases, thanks which I was getting back my faith in goodness of human nature. The story will be about one of those cases.
There was the young couple. They decided to adopt some child. They went through all process, qualification, the course for candidates for substitute parents, and they took new-born child from the hospital, whose mother decided to leave her (it was the girl). And finally they went to the court to become parents in law.
It was really pleasant to watch those young people happiness. Woman couldn’t have kids. Mean if she tried some treatment, she could have some own child, but her husband didn’t bother her with that idea. He loved her so much, that he cared for her more, than for having his own child. He loved her since childhood. He said: “I knew since childhood, that she’ll be my wife. “
Judge had to ask, why they decided to adopt a child, and was it full conscious decision? It was beautiful, what that young woman said: “When I was a child I decided, that if I have such possibility, I’ll adopt some child. My friend was taken to the Orphans House. Children shouldn’t live in such places. “
When judge asked, what will happen, if they get their own child. They both said the same: “That little girl is our child. She will be always our first child.”
Judge, me, and second juror, we all had wet eyes. All that was so beautiful.
After judge announced, that they are full parents now, they were so happy. Such moments are worth living. Not every day we can watch so real and beautiful love.
I love children, and I like working with them. Especially with kids about whom others say, that they are evil, bad, and lost for the world.
There is in one of my groups 5 years old girl. I shouldn’t let her coming, because I work with elder kids, but she needed so much some positive model of adult people, that I let her to be in my class.
That little girl, Klaudia, is like little devil. She is fighting with elder kids, she is using vulgar language. But not in my presence. In my presence she is not different from other kids. Especially that I work with kids from pathological families, and they all are naughty, and hyperactive.
When I started going to her village, she was 4 years old. She was always naughty and dirty. Mean her clothes, hands, and face were always dirty. When I let her to be in my class, she changed. She is coming in new clothes taken on by herself. When her hands and face are dirty she is going to toilet to wash them. It’s funny, because she is washing only the part in front of face, but parts close to ears and under chin are still dirty 🙂 Her 2 years older brother is similar to her. Also little “devil”.
Children from that group were angry with me, that I let Klaudia and Mateusz to be in their group. They are asking me often: “Why do you defend them always miss Sabina?” I’m answering mostly: “because nobody else does”.
When children are hearing always, that they are bad, evil, and with no any value, they even don’t try to be better. For what, if nobody wants to see anything good in them?
Children need wise love. Warmth, understanding, but also some rules, and consequence in respecting such rules. We can’t change them every day. Especially under children pressure. Kids need something constant in their life. They will cry hearing “no” again and again, but then they mostly accept fact, that they can’t have all, what they want. They are demanding new toy, and we are buying it… and soon they want another one. In real they need our attention, our time, and our love much more than new toy.
Wise love doesn’t mean, that we should make every dream of our children come true. It means, that we should lead them wisely to adult life. After years they’ll forget all toys, even the best ones, but they will remember our hugs, our smiles, our stories. Even if they forget words, and situations, they will remember always, how we made them feel.