Weeping I hear. What, why? I see Alejandra one seat in front of me crying. A cute little 7-year-old girl, who I thought had no reason to cry. Was curled up with her arms crossed, covering her face as they rested on her knees that covered her stomach. We have been talking for probably half of this bus ride laughing the whole way and making jokes. Now that I start talking to another friends I hear her crying. I was puzzled. Did I do something?
My life revolves around children, if I weren’t to pursue Adventure Education I would probably work as an elementary P.E teacher. I love talking to people in general, although, when I speak to children, there’s a different sense. They still have no worries about life. When I talk to them I feel like I was 6 all over again, they don’t bring up worries and have no intention too. All they want to do is laugh and smile. I can talk to kids with ease about anything with them being able to trust me. I like to think of this as a gift.
That’s why it hurts me and still does to find out that. I was the cause. Of her tears.
“Tu me estas molestando y no me gusta cuando me molestan”, where her exact words and I will never forget them. I tried to make things better. It turns out I made it worst. She didn’t want anything to do with me. That’s what hurt the most. I started to talk to the people around me to see if they herd or saw anything that I could have done, that could maybe, bothered her. Most of them told me they herd our whole conversation and had no idea. In my life, I have made around 10 kids cry on accident. Most for stupid reasons, I was immature before didn’t understand them as I do now. The thing is that I stopped those cries by talking to them. She just wouldn’t even listen. That’s when she got off the bus and I wasn’t hurt anymore but sad that I did that to a girl.
That’s when the bus monitor comes and speaks to me. I thought I was in trouble. Didn’t think much of it since I knew, I did nothing. I was still afraid of being talked to. She says, “Don’t worry, she’s a nice girl but she’s spoiled” She went on to tell me that she was crying because I stopped talking to her for another friend. We talked for a while more about the topic. I understood. It doesn’t change anything thought on what happened.
Its not that she was spoiled thought. The bus monitor was wrong. She didn’t understand that Alejandra was still a child. Children want attention and all children get mad when you trade them in for someone else. Alejandra just had a different reaction than most kids.
Although this memory causes me pain, because of it I know more on children and this will not happen again and if it does I will reflect and learn because know one know everything about a topic, that is why each one of us have to be life long learners.