Primary school was my home away from home, this was my sweet retreat, I loved school with my whole heart! First, to arrive, last time to leave. At school, I was flowing, I was in my element, whatever school was offering I was taking. At school, I was able to breathe, I was able to be myself and let loose. My primary school experience literally helped to keep me in the game.

It is understandable why we as humans want to ignore trauma. Our cultures tell us we should “get over it” and “get back to normal” as soon as possible. We don’t want to look – or feel – weak. We may fear that we’ll be overwhelmed and fall apart if we talk about it. Time alone does not heal all trauma wounds. Much like a physical wound that doesn’t heal, unaddressed trauma can fester. The result is violence and even more trauma.

Thoughts do more, words do much, actions do much more. When it comes down to children, seeing is really believing. Actions really do speak louder than words, many of us have heard about love, we know all about it, we’ve read many books and watched countless films about love, but have rarely truly experienced it. Children take in what they see, more than what they hear. The real sort is that none of us is perfect, we are all striving to get to where we need to be, I just really hope that we can all learn how to say Love with the way we live, rather than merely saying it with our lips.