This morning started like every other school day. I dragged myself out of bed at 7.25am (very reluctantly today, I was still sooooo sleepy!) and went to wake the kids. They made groggy noises and I set about making lunches (which will be mostly uneaten but have to be made).
Ruby came out of her room dressed in her uniform and sobbing her heart out. I bundled her onto my knee and let her cry for a while before she could tell me what was wrong. It seems that the kids at school are making fun of her for being small (she is one of the youngest in the year) and for being slow at running. She has no-one to play with at break time and has spent the last few days alone. She wishes her friends from Scotland were here.
I tried to make her feel better by reminding her that
- Most people who make fun of others are doing so to feel better about something they don’t like about themselves.
- We all have our talents, some people are good at running, some people are good at drawing, some people are good at whistling. We can’t all be good at everything but we all have something we do well.
- She is perfect and gorgeous in every way, if these people don’t get that then that is their loss!
- She had some lovely friends in Scotland who liked her just the way she was so she will make friends like this here too.
Still, it was really hard to watch her walk into school this morning knowing that she was dreading it and as I write this, it is round about play time and I am in tears myself thinking that my sweet, funny girl is sitting by herself wishing it was a rainy day so she could be inside drawing.