It's a given that if you work with autistic kids for any length of time you will get hit, kicked, pinched or punched pretty much on a regular basis. If you work with kids in wheelchairs your feet and or toes will get smashed. That's what happened to me today. I wanted to say, "Hey, you damn kid that happens to be my foot you just rolled over." But I didn't. I counted to ten and decided not to say anything.
Dear Jesus,
Help me to remember that it is a privilege to work with these children. By helping them I am serving you.
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