I walked into her room this morning, the one with the bashful blue wall and the sea glass lamps. I spoke softly to the little lump, sleeping safely in her skin.
“It is time, my love,” said I, as the lamp illuminated the room.
I open the closet and look for the white school uniform top from yesterday. I find it crumpled in a corner with clothing type friends. “Dear girl,” I softly say to the sleepy lump, “We must hang our clothes.”
“It is rainy and warm today…”
“What would you like to wear today?”
She dresses and shares a private complaint about a personal place. I ask if I may see, provide explanation and help her to get appropriate relief.
I make her the breakfast burritos she requests…
While she eats I gently comb and braid her long brown hair.
“Good teacher, what are the greatest of these commands?”
Love Him. Love others. Love yourself.
As sweet, soft, and true as a school girl.