Compassionate Aid

 

I keep special white art erasers in my classroom for use on projects where neatness counts. Cindi made a spelling error on her final writing draft of the proficiency exam. She raised her hand and asked for the white eraser. I tossed it to her.

Cindi used both hands to catch the eraser. In the process she scraped her right wrist with the clasp of the watchband on her other hand. She got up and came to show me the faint mark. The skin was roughed up, but no blood was evident.

“Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!” She cried dramatically, extending her arm in front of my face.

With tenderness and sympathy I clasped her right hand in my left, then picked up my huge, heavy duty cutting-sheers with my right hand. “I can take care of that for you,” I said, snapping the scissors open and closed.

Cindi immediately jerked her hand back to her chest. “No, no. I’m okay with it,” she said.

“Are you sure?” I motioned with the scissors. “It would only take a moment …”

She backed rapidly toward her seat. “It’s okay. It’s okay. It barely hurts at all.”

“Fine then,” I told her. “You know where to find me if you change your mind.”

19 thoughts on “Compassionate Aid

  1. Fear factor can overcome the little pains we endure. I really have been missing your comments. Honestly hope all is well. Is the natural heat back on in your area? I have tuned out of news and weather reports; can’t change either so why stress and fret. lol

  2. You know, Melli, I’ve been using that line for 10 years and no one has called me on it yet. Although last year when I got a paper cut one of my kids grabbed my cutting sheers and asked if I wanted them to fix my owie. I predict that my compassionate response may just be one of the things my students keep with them for the remainder of their lives.

  3. Dr Quill, Medicine Woman

    Loved the story, you do have a way with your kids. You will be the one they fondly remember once they become adults.

    Blogger is at it again, any blog I visited today (Dr John, Melli, Betty etc) that were not the “New Blogger” took a long time to open up and when I went to leave a comment, it seemed to take Blogger forever to do. If I visited a New Version of Blogger (Pauline or myself) the page opened right away.

    Makes one want to go Hmmmmmmmmmmmmm!!!!!!!!!

    Blessings for a wonderful weekend.

    PS

    I made my last post to the blogger last nigth, from now on it is going to be WordPress.

  4. Bill, Polona & Donna — anyone with a fondness for silliness has a way with kids.

    Dr. John — thanks for the warning. I will be certain to end up in a nursing home far from here.

    Charlie — that would be me.

  5. Well, Quill, that’s the way the best teachers used to deal with me (who was more than something of a whinger, dammit). We seem to have lost something with time and translation …

  6. Ode to schoolyard medicine:

    If you’re injured, large blood stains,
    If your boo boo throbs and pains,
    Paper cuts, scratches, bruises and scrapes,
    The only solution is … amp-u-tate.

    *snip* *snip*

  7. Awwwwwww…. AMEN! How wonderful for that sweet little baby!

    So Quilly… do I want TOO MUCH? I just want what YOU have … in MY part of the world! … hmmm… maybe I am asking too much! LOL! Ahhhhh welllllll… 2 down… LOTS more to go!

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