I remember reading, a number of years ago, a short piece by Andre Auw. His short story still carries much meaning for me. While I don’t have his exact words, I can still give you the story’s message. It goes something like this.
One day, Andre, feeling a bit hungry, made his way over to a nearby candy machine. He placed the right change in the machine, made his selection and waited for his favorite chocolate bar to drop. Nothing came out. He tried again but still no chocolate bar. Now Andre, instead of dwelling in the frustration that goes along with this kind of irritation, shifted into creative thinking. “This machine”, he thought, “reminds me of me!” Andre finished off his story with a small prayer. “Sometimes Lord”, the prayer went, “I’m like this machine. I know there is something in me which people need and which I really want to give, but I just can’t seem to bring it out. ”
I used the above story a few weeks ago when our Restorative Justice team gave a...Read More