The young blonde opened the door at Grandma Jan's house, walked to the inside stairs and sat down. Large alligator tears ran down her face. “I lost my job and it’s going to ruin my whole career,” six-year-old Alora said. “I’ve been fired.”
Never faced with such a proclamation before, Grandma laughed before she said, “Tell me what happened.”
“The lady at the nursing home said I can’t work behind their big desk anymore. My career is ruined.”
For the previous eighteen months, Alora had visited the nursing home at least once a week. She greeted the residents, shared candies with them, and worked behind the desk. She decorated menus, followed the receptionist’s instructions on cutting papers, folding other papers, or just looking cute.
“I guess someone decided Alora’s presence behind the counter created a problem,” Grandpa Bob explained.
“My career is totally and forever ruined.” Neither grandparent could console the blond-wannabe-doctor-helper.
Alora is determined to make a difference in her world. She’s a Spina Bifada child, limited on the amount of walking or running she can do, but she can create a happy atmosphere for NH shut-ins.
How did the Caregiver Grandparents help Alora re-establish her credibility? They stopped by the receptionist’s desk to apologize for any inconvenience Alora caused. The supervisor stepped out from her office and said, “We don’t want Alora to quit, we love her work. We are creating a workstation just for her.”
Dr. Alora is a hope giver once more. What does she have to say? “Then I got very happy because I got my job back.”
Hope comes in small packages—what can you share today? Possibly an Alora type smile, or a hug for a shut-in.
Never faced with such a proclamation before, Grandma laughed before she said, “Tell me what happened.”
“The lady at the nursing home said I can’t work behind their big desk anymore. My career is ruined.”
For the previous eighteen months, Alora had visited the nursing home at least once a week. She greeted the residents, shared candies with them, and worked behind the desk. She decorated menus, followed the receptionist’s instructions on cutting papers, folding other papers, or just looking cute.
“I guess someone decided Alora’s presence behind the counter created a problem,” Grandpa Bob explained.
“My career is totally and forever ruined.” Neither grandparent could console the blond-wannabe-doctor-helper.
Alora is determined to make a difference in her world. She’s a Spina Bifada child, limited on the amount of walking or running she can do, but she can create a happy atmosphere for NH shut-ins.
How did the Caregiver Grandparents help Alora re-establish her credibility? They stopped by the receptionist’s desk to apologize for any inconvenience Alora caused. The supervisor stepped out from her office and said, “We don’t want Alora to quit, we love her work. We are creating a workstation just for her.”
Dr. Alora is a hope giver once more. What does she have to say? “Then I got very happy because I got my job back.”
Hope comes in small packages—what can you share today? Possibly an Alora type smile, or a hug for a shut-in.
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