I have seen far greater courage in children than I have seen in adults. What's wrong with this picture? Isn't it up to us to teach children by example?
I have had many opportunities to visit the Hospital for Sick Children in Toronto, where suffering and courage are permanent visitors. I have been forever changed by the brave faces of children of all ages, submitting to testing and treatment, some with little hope of a happy outcome. The stories of fear and disillusionment are shadowed on their perfect little faces, but what shakes me to my very core are their eyes - they are the bright eyes of courageous, hopeful, loving little soldiers, who bravely accept what must happen and look for opportunities for happy moments and laughter.
They are what courage should look like.
When I am in a quandary about something - when I am dealing with an issue and feel less brave than I should about confronting it and solving it - I only have to think back to my visits to those wonderful children, and I find my courage again. For, if those magnificent little people can summon their courage during times of enormous stress and uncertainty, who on Earth am I not to summon mine?
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