Words

I wonder how often people think about the words they use. Have you ever said something before you realized what you were saying? How often do you sit and think about how many of your words actually hurt people, individuals you know, love or even strangers? I know we all really guilty in some form or another of saying words which hurt.  I have seen it happen in my own classroom, I would say something to a student and it would hurt their feelings and they would begin to cry.  I would have to think did the words I used do what I meant for them to do or were they too harsh, on which case I would have to apologize to the child.

Have you ever been hurt by words? Do you remember the words used to hurt you? Does the memory of those words ever go away completely? I can remember in 2nd grade being called stupid by my reading teacher, to this day many, many years later I remember all the details of that teacher calling me stupid – simply because I struggled to say the word, “comfortable”!

You are probably wondering where this post is going or where it is coming from, aren’t you?  Well, as always I have a reason and a purpose for this post. The past month I have been dealing with words used to scare me, harm/hurt me, quiet me and some may say ruin me.