To not be able to understand your own child that you have nurtured inside you for nine months. To not understand at all the screaming yelling. Its enough to put a mother to shame. I look at the helpers child and wonder How it is easy for them wth no toys no nothing and be in a comfort zone. Children who play wth a scrap of paper for hours…. Are blessed

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