As i grew older, it's like someone's hit the accelerator pedal and the years are whooshing by. Looking back to my past stories, i'm not sure whether i've grown to be more mentally mature now? Perhaps i supposed to be changing a lot, i guess that the only one which stay unchanged is that i still kept my baby face well-maintained but my views towards different kind of things no longer same as before.
Since the beginning of my internship, i've been imaging the scene of how i'm going to handle a case and what should i suppose to do. NOW, a case is given to me. It's about a rejected child.
Today, as usual, i was being an observer in Mr Law's counseling class and something went wrong in the midst of the class. There was a boy who helped pressing the next button of the ppt too quick and some of the boys started to accuse him, is like verbal abuse, the little boy then turn around and screamed:" You are all PIG!" Mr Law called him to be calm and waited outside of the class. He then gathered all the troublemakers and the rejected boy to talk for about half an hour time after the class ended.The pity boy was cried Eventually, i was in.
Rejected child is someone who is strongly disliked by all his peers. They normally have the difficulty to interact with his classmates. It's not an easy task to handle when it involved both parties and have a need of compromise between both sides. The boy was upset and confused, he said he'd rather being alone even resist to attend the class. I saw his depressed and hatred. But also, a hope. A hope to get better.
Life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass, it's
about learning to dance in the rain.
生活不是等待暴风雨过去，而是要学会在雨中跳舞。
