The next student, a rather bubbly girl, quickly comes forward for her show & tell. Then suddenly she burst into tears and keeps repeating I cant talk, I can't do it... I quickly stood by her side and told her I would help. I unrolled the T-shirt she brought. On the back was a R.I.P. with dates on the front was a mans face. She shared this was a picture of her father who had died in a motorcycle accident four months ago. The family had T-shirts made to wear to his memorial service. She misses him very much. Again The class clapped & I thanked her for sharing...
The last student sharing for the day came forward... She quickly said "I can't do this!" and turned her back to the class. Again, I immediately stood beside her. She took out a poem and began to read it. A love-letter from her boyfriend. Then she shared how he died this past summer of a heart condition. Again, the class clapped & I thanked her for sharing...
As she took her seat I overheard one of my students say " Man... when it's my turn for show & tell I'm bringing a happy one!"
I am amazed as these girls choose to share such intimate stories with their classmates and me. But I sure do pray for them now on a regular basis. Oh... the experiences I am having with Show & Tell!
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