There are some kids that come into my office and won't stop talking...then there are those that come in and it is like trying to crack a walnut with your bare hands. There are some kids that even at the age of five have seen more than one person should see in a lifetime. The horror...the nightmare...their life. It is amazing to me that they function at all...
Today...one of those kids came into my office and there was a crack in her shell. For the first time I could see beyond her eyes and into a small piece of her soul. A very small piece...but a piece non the less.
It is small victories like this that we social workers live for everyday!
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
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