One of the kids was feeling sad, so our Priest came to talk to him, thankfully. The Priest made him feel like it’s going to be okay.

After the Priest left, I sat down with the child and we talked more. Later, he seemed to feel better and, together with his bro, made salmon with asparagus. There may or not have been a happy dance.

At the same time, electronics are still not back yet, so there were some tears about an hour after that, but one has to go to school to be on electronics, so I am hopeful that we will all attend Monday and rejoice by playing games after school (and doing our flute lesson!).

We are very sensitive over here, and when someone is mean, it’s shocking. I told the kid that one time like 15 years ago, I was reading a book on the train, and as I was leaving, someone called me a name. It was so random and hurtful. Honestly, I didn’t know what to do. I was speechless. Later, my soul could not get any peace. I tried reading, writing. . . nothing helped.

Somewhere, I got the idea to read the Psalms. It was the ONLY thing that calmed me down. Like a balm for my soul.

I pray that the kid would be open to reading/listening to the Psalms to soothe his heart!