No, this isn’t about Sherlock Holmes and his friend.
Recently, I was with a group of folks from Loyola Press and we were talking, as we often do, about children and their faith formation.
Joellyn pointed out that in elementary school we are all at our most exposed – talents are on show, but so are vulnerabilities. A child might shine at athletics, but is seen to be a poor reader in front of her classmates. Another might be great at math problems but have difficulty playing harmoniously with other children.
It had never occurred to me before that elementary school was so Darwinian. As we talked about this, someone noted that even good children could be cruel to other children who had challenges in one or more areas.
In a flash, I realized that I probably was one of those kids who made others’ lives miserable, without ever understanding it. I’ve always been a teaser and have striven to be as funny as I can… I’m sure, more than often, my “witticisms” came across as both callous and cruel.
Mea culpa. Mea culpa. Mea maxima culpa.