I longed to take her in my arms and hug the hurt away. Instead, I pulled
books from the shelf behind her and placed them in her lap. "Here are texts
you'll be using, Mary. Would you like to look at them?" Mechanically, she opened
each book, closed it and resumed her former position. "Give her love," she
suggested, "lots and lots of love. She's lost so much. There's prayer, too - and
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just don't lose hope." "Mary's been hurt badly," I explained gently, "and she's
so quiet because she's afraid she'll be hurt again. You see, her mother just
died, and there's no one else who loves her. You must be very patient and
understanding. It may be a long time before she's ready to laugh and join in
your games, but you can do a lot to help her."
The bell rang then, and the children burst in on a wave of cold, snowy air.
When they saw the valentine materials on my desk, they bubbled with excitement.
I escaped to the office. "Sit down," my principal said, "and I'll fill you in."
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Mary's presence. Mary escaped, screaming, to a neighbor's. Then the child went
into shock. She hadn't cried or mentioned her mother since.