The story of a child with developmental dysphasia and ADHD tells of overcoming obstacles, deep despair and experiences of redemption. About hope that dies last and love that moves mountains. A story of how kindness and mindfulness bear fruit, and how we are here to be each other's pillars that hold up the sky.
It's hard to ask a teacher to behave differently. He leaves the child to feelings of anger or talks him down. What can he do? My father will say: "I would kick his ass, he shouldn't allow this." But I know that anger is a ship. And Kryštof is imprisoned on her deck. He doesn't see the sea yet, he hasn't stepped ashore. He does not see that the ship is on the surface and that it can move away. It is necessary to go through the range of feelings with him and learn to give them names. Kryštof, this is not anger, this is pain, this is sadness, this is discord and this is disagreement.
What do you disagree with, Kryštof?