Christ was a child
we know for sure
I hope he was the riley one
made to rule when all they begged him
was to listen
I hope his cries shined and shined
mocking every plan his parents had
I hope when they knew
they looked back
and knew
he was just like James, and John
and all the boys they knew
but now, they knew, which parts were God in them
and which parts
were God’s parts too
I notice that the more I treat children how I would treat adults
the more other teachers accuse me of “babying” the children
how dare I give them a choice
how dare I not force them to sit down and shut up
how dare I let them tell me “no” and explain their reason why
how dare I, you know,
let them grow
Bluebird and Mourning Dove love to play.
They play in the meadow.
They play near the pond.
They play around the tree.
One day Bluebird wanted to fly to the far away pond with Mourning Dove by their side.
When Mourning Dove thought of flying so far away their need for safety and security came up.
Mourning Dove began to feel very scared and very sad.
Mourning Dove said “I think the far away pond is just too far away for me.”
Bluebird grieved.
Bluebird really thought that flying to far away pond would meet their need for adventure today
After some time Bluebird had a new idea
“what if we fly to the flowery meadow?” Bluebird exclaimed
“that sounds fun for me!” said Morning Dove
So together they flew, just a little far away
That day they learned that it’s okay to say no
and by sharing their needs they found a new way to play
and that’s what we call a beautiful no
when we stand up for our needs
without saying mean things.
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