What I found most striking about sharing happy memories, was the direct correlation to their saddest memories. It makes sense – often times the hardest things in our life end up in one way or another contributing to some of the best times of our lives.
“The harder the struggle, the more glorious the triumph.”
E’s saddest memory was a fight with his mother. His happiest was going to get hot chocolate after the argument.
O’s saddest memory was not being able to climb a tree – and her happiest was when her dad helped her climb a tall tree.
P’s happiest memory was when Moses bit her and her happiest was when he hugged her.
Sarah’s saddest memory was when the flowers are under the weeds and her happiest is when the sun is out and the flowers and vegetables in the garden grow.
While they worked with clay it was apparent they didn’t have the creation of a concrete thing in mind, but rather worked the clay as they talked about their memory. It was almost more of a way to physically express themselves and their story. They could push, smooth, squish, pinch, place, and state what the clay represented – without feeling pressure to make it look exactly like the things they were talking about.
It is a beautiful thing to see the correlation between happy and sad experiences and how clearly these memories have played an impact on them. It is through struggles, sadness, and frustration, that we learn, grow, and develop – leading us to some of our best, brightest, and happiest of times. I wonder if when they tell their stories to others, if they will want to tell both stories together or separately. If I don’t point of the correlation – will they notice it? How can we use this to discuss things like character development and conflict resolution in story telling?