It's Not That Bad

One of the girls in my class came in complaining. Turns out she was asked out by, as she put it, "WHOAA!!!" (I'll take that to mean a very good looking young man?!) but instead of being able to go out, she has to stay home and watch 7 kids while her parents go out. Got me laughing, which then resulted in her pulling me into the conversation.

Despite me trying to assuage her fears and disappointment she continued to complain that it "sucked" and how the house was going to burn down and she was going to starve. Now before you get the wrong impression of this girl, she is a very thoughtful, considerate girl--quite intelligent as well. So this whole conversation seemed somewhat out of place.

After about a minute, one of her friends (Sarah we'll call her) came into class and began to talk to this girl and the other girl who sat at her table. Hugs where shared, emotional sighs were heard. I knew what was up.

You see about 2 weeks ago Sarah was sitting in class and then suddenly announced, casually enough that it probably happened before, that she could no longer see out of her right eye. Okay. Despite trying to send her to the office so that she could call her mom and go to the hospital, she stayed in class stating that it has happened before and will go away shortly.

Two days later it still hadn't and she had to go to the optometrist who referred her to neurologist, and subsequently scheduled her for a cat scan.

So to make a long story short Sarah informed her two friends that she needed to have the tumor that was pressing on her optic nerve removed next week. After hearing this I walked to the front of the class, and as I passed by the first girl, she quite humbly stated "I guess babysitting her brothers and sisters wasn't that bad."

I guess not. Amazing how perceptions can quickly change.

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