Hi, I’m Molly!

My mother once told me the most beautiful story about a little girl which I have never forgot.

It was her first day of school, she was 5 years old, and she was very nervous. Dressed in a bright red blazer, bright red knee-high socks with the biggest slightly nervous smile planted on her innocent little face.

“Have fun darling” her parents said as they kissed her on the forehead and apprehensively and slowly waved goodbye.

Later that afternoon they picked her up. The teacher approached her parents “How has she been?”

“She has got on really well, she is very confident, however, there is one thing which I do wish to mention… she treats school a little like a coffee morning… before sitting down, one-by-one she individually introduced herself to each class mate, asking them if they were okay and to not be scared, they were all together. I fear her consideration for others may lead to become a distraction”.

My mother told me this story with tears in her eyes. “You see darling, don’t you understand?”

“Despite the little girls own fear, she decided to use it to empower others and in doing this she empowered herself. The teacher failed to see the one key component in all of this – people will always forget what you said, what you did, but they will never forget how you made them feel… and this little girl, she recognised this. It was her superpower.”

This little girl was me.