When Miss Cassie sits down, one of her students eats her hair. So, whether you sit or stand or don’t come out of the locker room for the National Anthem just STOP HATING ON ONE ANOTHER, and be more like Miss Cassie.
Miss Cassie has a rather diverse group of second graders. One of those 7-year-olds was sent to the principal’s office because he kept sneaking up behind Miss Cassie and taking a firm hold of her long hair.
“Could you, please, stop pulling Miss Cassie’s hair every time she sits down?” the principal asked.
“I’m not pulling her hair,” the second grader said mildly. “I was eating it.”
There was a short pause as the school administrator “digested” this little guy’s weird obsession.
“Could you, please, stop eating it?”
“I like tasting it,” the autistic child replied.
When told about the conversation, Miss Cassie shrugged and said her student was making a lot of progress otherwise, “So, I’ll just stand.”
“For the rest of the year?”
“Yeah,” Miss Cassie said, “It will be fine.”
I saw another teacher stand without complaining when a little down syndrome child cheerfully announced she forgot her tissue, and so, to solve this snot problem, she wiped a slimy streak against the instructor’s jean-clad leg.
Trey is a guy who hurries from a paying job so he can help coach track. He takes time off work and drives any state qualifies 200 miles to the state competition. Often Trey uses his own credit card to buy meals for the athletes.
Ralph has trouble standing. He is getting old, but hasn’t lost his passion for helping other entrepreneurs. That’s why he offers a seminar to all the 20-year-olds who receive startup money from his cooperation.
The man who spent two hours on a plane bouncing a crying baby so the mother could sleep, isn’t a personal friend of mine, but I can’t help but love how he stood to help a woman he met on the plane.
I also don’t know the cop who stood by my son’s motorcycle in the middle of the Nevada desert. Rather than arrest the young man for having an expired license and invalid registration, the highway patrolman gave a verbal warning.
“Get those dead tags taken care of as soon as possible. Now get going and be careful.”
My son and his friend tried to be careful as they hurried to a funeral where they were going to stand next to the casket of a fellow Marine.
All you athletes and fans, you can stand or kneel or raise your fist in the air hoping to call attention to the changes needed in America. And then I hope, you will stop hating on one another and rise up with other good people and do something to make the changes you wish to see.
Originally published on HerViewFromHome.