“Kids used to say she looks like a wrong answer that someone tried to erase but couldn’t quite get the job done. And they’d never understand that she’s raising two kids whose definition of beauty begins with the word Mom…”
Have you been called names ?
Have you called your own kid names ?
Watch the full poem by Shane Koyczan here:
I wasn’t even close to being bullied when young. However, I did remember a particular incident when I was in primary school.
We were doing art and craft and I was designated to cut out some craft patterns from paper.
Whilst I was doing my work diligently, my form teacher took a glance and snatched the scissors away from my hands, chiding me for being “slow” and demonstrated the faster way of cutting by stacking the pieces of paper on top of each other and snipping them like that instead.
What stuck in my mind was her last sentence,
“And I thought you were supposed to be good in art work.”
She was one of my favorite teachers. And I was actually pretty decent in my art. I have been in the Art Club for the longest time and it made me ponder whether I’m really that terrible.
Fast forward 15 years later, I was in my cell group leader’s house for Christmas gathering and his daughter was designing some cards to gift her friends. She was lamenting she’ll never finish all of them on time and while I was observing her, I noticed she did exactly what I was doing before.
She was cutting them out piece by piece, painstakingly slow and careful.
And so I showed her the faster way to do it.
But when she berated herself for being silly and “why didn’t I think of that?”, instead of being snide, I told her it’s okay, someone taught me that.
It reminded me of Proverbs 18:21, “Death and Life are in the power of the tongue.”
Be careful with your words, because you never know who you might hurt.