Yesterday definitely wasn't the best day of mine. After a nice birthday celebration of my nice bonusbrother I was a bit tired. In addition to the fatigue I have cold. There was a long day ahead of me, including three hours of norwegian classes after work and I had to wake up at six in the morning.
In the kindergarden there is an autistic boy. I got a task to take care of him. Unfortunatelly, I didn't know much about treating tricks. Moreover, my reflexes were really slowed down that day. All the attempts (quite peacefull ones) to persuade him to join a group of other kids ended up by three bleeding scratches on my cheeks.
Altogether it was too much, I bursted into tears and wouldn't stop. We talked about what had happened with my boss and with one of my colleagues. Both of them were really kind. When anyone asked me if I was OK, the tears started streaming down my face. It took ages to stop.
Thankfully the course was a perfect compensation for the bad day.
No comments:
Post a Comment