Already 8 years of our first time. And the first times, you already know, do not forget.
Like the first kiss, I remember that sunny morning in May, when with his apron, We were received by one of the nursery teachers to interview us.
He told us a lot about the school, Of which now I could not remember a single one. What I do remember is a gesture that was enough for me, a gesture that still moves me when I remember.
sitting in the sun, we talked about pedagogy and how the school works, when suddenly, a child who had fallen to the ground came crying. She did not say anything, he only offered her his lap. The boy leaned his head while she caressed his hair. Not a single word. The boy must have found peace, and when he had enough, also without saying a word, went back to his own.
That's when I got it clear. It was something beyond words, that came from the hand of warmth, of welcome and trust. In what other space can the spirit of a child develop?
Since then, I have not stopped feeling every day that at school you look at the children in the eyes, they are listened to and taken into account: Like kids. Because there are neither good nor bad children, but children who are sometimes asked what they cannot give.
It's been many sunny Mays since that first time, but what has never changed is the confidence that my children are in a good place. They grow and believe in what they learn, they get involved… wish… and that's something, the desire, that we must preserve at all costs.
Carlos Garcia (Dad De Diego and Bruno)
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