I realize I've kind of been veering from my original design in starting this blog, which is to write about the simple, beautiful things in life.
And one of those simple, beautiful things is this: when you can finally get a sulky, sullen teenager to smile. At church I work with the Beehives, 12 and 13 year old girls who are generally really giggly and silly. But one of my girls doesn't smile or laugh as much as the others. Sometimes it seems like she doesn't like me or doesn't like what we're doing. She doesn't seem sullen or sulky, but she's definitely hard to read.
Then last night I had some people over to dinner, and she came over with them. It was really cute to get her to laugh or at least smile once in a while. And then she would just start talking with me like I was just one of her friends.
And that makes me happy.
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Yeah. I get the feeling she's had a rough life. Do you remember when the apple sauce grinder fell off the table? She was so happy before that, and then afterwards she was quiet again. I'm afraid she was afraid of being blamed for it.
But, if anything, it was my fault. I have a tendency to say, "Faster, Faster!" at all the wrong times.
heheheh.
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