This week we played Heart Attack at our house - cutting out paper hearts, writing compliments to each other and sticking them randomly around the house. It looks like this:
and this: (pic from yesterday's post - how tacky!)
Here is what I like about this project: its cheap, the randomness of the hearts draws attention to them and makes them special, it teaches my children to give and receive compliments and its special family time.
I remember when I was a junior in high school we went on retreat as a class. One of the activities that we did was decorating notebooks. When we were done, we passed them around and each person wrote something that they admired about you. Now, I was a nerd in high school (hard to believe I know). Everyone was cooler than me. Everyone else went to the parties that I didn't want to go to and let's be honest, I had never heard of. I had no problem writing compliments to everyone in my class. They were beautiful and outgoing, funny and generous.
At the same time I was happily writing, I was also worrying. What would people write about me? Surely they wouldn't be able to come up with anything to write in my notebook. I mean, these were the cool kids - Cathy Cheerleader and Soccer Steve, Football Fabio and Heidi Homecoming Queen. Then my notebook came back around to me.
I nervously opened it and started to read. I couldn't believe the words on the page. Things like "you are smart" or "I wish I was as kind as you are" or "I love that you are true to yourself." I looked around at the authors of these words of praise and saw in their faces the same look of astonishment that I wore. Could it be that everyone had doubted themselves?
I don't remember anything else from that day - not the venue, not the other activities, not the speakers. What I do remember is that I learned the power of words, especially compliments. Taking the time to praise someone, especially when it is written and can be read again and again, can change a person.
Get out your construction paper and cause someone else's smile today. I guarantee that when you look back at the end of the day, it will be the moment that made a difference.
Friday, February 10, 2012
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Love this idea, especially the kids notes.
ReplyDeleteI love Caroline's comment about the sound of the sewing machine. That is music to my ears. Keep sewing and creating Caroline. You are an inspiration to me. I was your age when I learned to sew.
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