February 16, 2011
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Something Sad
There’s this girl that goes to my church. I think she’s 13. She’s kinda awkward, but she’s been going there for awhile. She rides on my bus route, and she used to be one of my favorite kids. We gave each other a hard time, but all in fun. She was really touchy, so she would get angry or depressed pretty easily, but I could usually say something to get her to laugh or tell me what’s wrong, and I’d offer her advice. It was encouraging knowing I was helping someone.
Something happened over the summer, and she stopped talking to me so much. Then she had to transfer to a different school, and she hates it there. I guess she’s having a hard time finding friends. But for some reason, she stopped talking to me altogether. I’d tried to talk to her, but she would either ignore me or give some short reply and go back to talking to someone else.
Now our bus is small. We only had nine. But it’s 8 girls, and all are LOUD. I was telling them to quiet down, but I wasn’t like hard on them or anything. Kids are kids. I was chatting with one of them, when the afore mentioned girl (Let’s call her Carla so I can avoid confusing pronouns) comes to my seat and says something along the lines of “Why do you have to add to the confusion? Isn’t it bad enough already?” I said something like “I’m just talkng. What’s with all this hostility lately?” She said, “I’m just reflecting back to people what they’ve given to me.” I was stunned. I asked what she was talking about, but she ignored me and returned to her seat. That hurt. I had no idea where it came from. Later, she got annoyed with two girls on the bus. I’d told them to simmer down, but they weren’t really listening. All they were doing was singing (The National Anthem). Carla again comes to my seat and tells me that I need to get control of my bus. That I’m not doing a good job. Then she told me she was going to tell our pastor’s wife that I wasn’t doing my job.
I love kids. I’ve given up my last 4 summers to work with them. (I got paid for two, but both times it was unexpected.) I’d gladly do it again. I have known this girl for around 5 years. Needless to say, that hurt. Bad. I felt like crying.
Life isn’t going so well recently.
[I needed to get that off my mind. I will post my intro story to the Xeries either tomorrow or Saturday. If you don't know what I'm talking about, check it out here!]
Comments (6)
That’s really odd. I’m sorry that she’s giving you a hard time.
Hope things look up for you.
I think something’s going on with Carla right now, something that she can’t control, and she is taking it out on everyone around her. I’m really sorry that this is hurting you so bad. *hugs* ‘Course, if you want me to, my friend the frying pan can have a chat with her. 8D
Yeah, troubles at home or something? Something is really troubling her at the moment! =/
A “safe” target usually gets the first salvo. Your pastor’s wife might even have a handle on this.
I agree that it sounds like something is going on with Carla. 13 is such a tough age as well.
It sounds like there’s been a lot building up in her life for her to have reacted like that. I’ll be praying for her, that she might come to know the love of Christ (if she doesn’t) or to know it (Him) in an even deeper way (Eph. 3:14-19). Also. that God might bring her a good Christian friend/mentor with whom she could be open. Will also pray for patience and wisdom and discernment and love for you as you ride the bus.