I Can Be Made New
By Dr. Marcia
On two separate occasions, while growing up, I was bitten by two dogs. Ever since, my love for dogs changed drastically. I have been traumatized! 
On one of the occasions, I was visiting my grandfather and was going back home. At the bus stop I wanted to use the bathroom so badly that my aunt said I could go ask one of the women in the neighborhood to use the bathroom. As I turned to go, I could see a dog without leash and I hesitated, however, the woman’s daughter reassured me that I was safe. As soon as I got to the door, and before I got a chance to even think, the dog pounced on me and hung onto my knee! Maybe some of you are thinking that it was a little scratch, but a chunk of my knee was literally taken out and eaten like a piece of meat. My world turned upside down as I started screaming in anguish. I trusted this lady – and yet my trust was broken. It felt like I didn’t want to use the bathroom again. Come to think of it, it was a good thing I didn’t pee on myself! I remember the woman cleaned my wound and put bandage on it and I went back to the bus stop and carried on as if things were only derailed for 5 minutes.
The second time was not as dramatic, but I knew I would never trust anyone who was near a dog ever again. There were other times when I wanted, I was told to ignore the dogs I saw because they were friendly, but I knew better and would not go near any dog. I am not a fan or dogs, and I am really cautious when I hear people say that they are quiet, friendly and can be petted. It seems as if they usually sense my fear and without a doubt always move towards me to show how “friendly” they are. I don’t usually try to find out either as avoid them as much as I can. With that background in mind, it is no wonder that read with skepticism, an article in a Jamaican newspaper which talked about some Jamaican mongrel dogs that were “rescued” and sent to a shelter to Canada. https://www.jamaicaobserver.com/latestnews/144_Royal_Caribbean_Terriers_off_to_Canada?profile=1228
Days after I read the article, I started thinking about the dogs who were considered just “ordinary” who were not cared for properly but now because of a dogs’ shelter there was a change of course for them. These dogs were less fortunate than most but now they became visible. I drew a correlation to my life and the lives of people in general. There are times when we might get an opportunity and that could change the trajectory of our journey. That change could mean that we are moved to higher heights simply because a door was opened, and the course of the journey has changed. The journey of the dogs changed even their names seemed more sophisticated – they are now Caribbean Terriers instead of simply mongrels. They migrated from the streets to travel on a plane and onto a shelter.
Like the Caribbean Terriers, there is a purpose for all of us – even when things seem to be spinning out of control, we are encouraged to use every opportunity that we have to shine our lights. In the midst of chaos, we must remember that Our Father is still in control. Covid-19 has brought us so much sadness and we tend to want to give up, we must not give up – we must fight on and lift our heads above the waters. We must surround ourselves with people who will support and encourage us to connect to the best version of ourselves.
The lesson of that I got from the Caribbean Terriers is that there is greatness in each of us. There is a purpose in us and shouldn’t fear. Most of all we should encourage ourselves as well as those we encounter. We can make a positive impact on everyone. We cannot give up on ourselves or even our students – most times we might be the last person they can hear positive words from. The question is, how can I help to make someone’s life new simply by being positive?