When I began my internship in a first-grade classroom, I was immediately inspired by the children's purity and spirituality. Also, their Godlike creativity and love made it easy for me to see those qualities in myself. I saw that I was an uncorrupted—and unable to be corrupted—child of God.
But there was one girl who had special needs. One day during recess she ran away and hid after having a physical conflict with another little girl. We found her safe before the end of recess. As the class was walking inside, the teacher told me that this girl would be going in for some neurological testing and that they suspected sexual abuse.
