Bless His Heart

I have a child in my class that has some issues. I love the boy to death but truth be told, he wears me out. Today was a prime example. He has a pretty intense crush on one of the girls in our class and wants to tell her. Correction: He wants me to tell her. Or he wants to have me stand in the hall with the two of them so he can tell her privately. I know she doesn't feel the same way so I am trying to protect him. No one should have their little heart broken at 10 years old.

So he asks when we can talk to her about 10 times before lunch. When we finally go to lunch, he begins to bawl. I take him to my room and we talk all the way through lunch. I cries and expresses so many feelings. For example, he doesn't know how to talk to her anymore. He is scared of rejection. He is trying not to get in trouble so she will think he's a good guy. He is trying to crack jokes because she likes funny people but she isn't laughing at his jokes. He likes her so much! It is completely hijacking his brain! I literally can't get any work out of him. Even at the end of the day, the last thing he says to me is, "Can you ask her please!?"

My heart went out to the little man but all I could think was thank goodness I am not there anymore. Don't get me wrong...I'm not calling myself an expert on men by any means of the imagination. I'm just saying, all of the unknown of the first time is over. There is not enough money in the world to take me back to emerging hormones and confusion over the first time you notice someone has lost their cooties.

Bless his heart!