Cabin Fever
My wife is a kindergarten teacher and she told me this story about what happened in her classroom today. But before I start the story let me first tell you that it has been raining here for a very long time. I cant remember the last time we had a 24 hour period with no rain. Now for the story. (names have been changed)
After lunch, Teacher asked, Do you know why I have been grumpy? Do you know why we all are having a bad day?
And as children so often do, they started to blame themselves.
Because I hit Sally, Billy said.
Because I cried when I spilled my milk, said Trent.
We are having a bad day because I ate too much junk food, said Amber.
And all the kids had a reason why what they had done was the cause for having a bad day, and why Teacher was grumpy.
No, said Teacher, It is because we all have cabin fever.
Whats that Teacher? The children asked as they felt their foreheads. Do we have to go home?
No we dont have to go home. We are not really sick. But we have been stuck indoors for ever so long and cant go outside and play because it has been raining so much. When we cant go outside and play, we get tired of being inside, we get grumpy and we have bad days. Its not your fault that we are having a bad day. Just like it is not your fault when you get sick and have to stay home. It is not your fault you have cabin fever. When we are sick, we have to take medicine, and I know the perfect medicine for cabin fever. We are going to start this day over. If you got in trouble, you arent in trouble anymore. We are starting all over. Every body go outside and line up at the door so can start our day.
So Teacher sent all the kids outside to line up at the door. Then she open the door and welcomed them to school. Good morning, she said. Welcome to school. We are going to have fun today.
The children came in, and they played games for the rest of the day. And they put puzzles together and laughed and had a good time together.
When my wife told me this story, I couldnt keep the tears out of my eyes because here was an adult telling little children that it wasnt their fault. They were not the ones to blame. She put the blame where it belonged, on the rain that had kept them cooped up indoors. She then took steps to help them believe it.
So often, we as survivors also need to learn this lesson, It is not our fault; lets put the blame where it belongs, on those who hurt us. And I know that it may be easier to say than to do, but lets all start over and have a good day!
Love ya,
Darrel
After lunch, Teacher asked, Do you know why I have been grumpy? Do you know why we all are having a bad day?
And as children so often do, they started to blame themselves.
Because I hit Sally, Billy said.
Because I cried when I spilled my milk, said Trent.
We are having a bad day because I ate too much junk food, said Amber.
And all the kids had a reason why what they had done was the cause for having a bad day, and why Teacher was grumpy.
No, said Teacher, It is because we all have cabin fever.
Whats that Teacher? The children asked as they felt their foreheads. Do we have to go home?
No we dont have to go home. We are not really sick. But we have been stuck indoors for ever so long and cant go outside and play because it has been raining so much. When we cant go outside and play, we get tired of being inside, we get grumpy and we have bad days. Its not your fault that we are having a bad day. Just like it is not your fault when you get sick and have to stay home. It is not your fault you have cabin fever. When we are sick, we have to take medicine, and I know the perfect medicine for cabin fever. We are going to start this day over. If you got in trouble, you arent in trouble anymore. We are starting all over. Every body go outside and line up at the door so can start our day.
So Teacher sent all the kids outside to line up at the door. Then she open the door and welcomed them to school. Good morning, she said. Welcome to school. We are going to have fun today.
The children came in, and they played games for the rest of the day. And they put puzzles together and laughed and had a good time together.
When my wife told me this story, I couldnt keep the tears out of my eyes because here was an adult telling little children that it wasnt their fault. They were not the ones to blame. She put the blame where it belonged, on the rain that had kept them cooped up indoors. She then took steps to help them believe it.
So often, we as survivors also need to learn this lesson, It is not our fault; lets put the blame where it belongs, on those who hurt us. And I know that it may be easier to say than to do, but lets all start over and have a good day!
Love ya,
Darrel