I want my mama

I’m 45 years young. My mother passed away two years ago. I miss my mama EVERY SINGLE DAY! There its out of me, I said it.

I recently ran into a student, now in high school, that I knew in elementary school. He was one of my more challenging students. In fact, he had a new challenge for me everyday. It almost never failed that in the midst of his behavior outburst he would let me know that I couldn’t tell him what to do because I “wasn’t his mama”. This was a daily declaration for this child who lived in a group home with several other children (boys). I remember one particular day vividly; it was one of his most violent of behavior days. One where he had to be removed from the classroom. As I was about to walk back into the classroom,after escorting him out, just to give him a moment of privacy, I saw him put himself into a ball on the floor and heard as he cried out “I want my mama”.  My heart sank. I went back in and just stood with him for awhile. So many nights over the past two years, I’m that child and I want my mama.

Thinking about those days a few school years ago reminded me that every time he was cussing and yelling you’re NOT my mama, he was truly feeling I WANT MY MAMA!

#MAMA #BeAwesome

 

Author: bossLadyBLOOMS

BossLady Blooms promotes love and care of self in order to give back to others. We encourage everyone to create, learn and grow into your most authentic self. Everyone has the ability to love, learn and bloom. #LoveU

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