Comments on: Hierarchy of Needs #2 http://homeworkhouse.wordpress.com/2007/09/27/hierarchy-of-needs-2/ benefiting Azusa's most precious resource Wed, 28 Nov 2007 18:43:02 +0000 http://wordpress.com/ hourly 1 By: Kerry Freeman http://homeworkhouse.wordpress.com/2007/09/27/hierarchy-of-needs-2/#comment-5 Kerry Freeman Fri, 28 Sep 2007 13:33:59 +0000 http://homeworkhouse.wordpress.com/2007/09/27/hierarchy-of-needs-2/#comment-5 A sense of safety and belonging was a rare commodity as the daughter of an Air Force officer on the fast track. As the perpetual new kid on the block and at school, the only constancy in my first eighteen years was my grandparents' home. There they welcomed me with open hearts, there I didn't need to prove myself worthy of their esteem and love, there I had roots, a history and a future. They modeled Christ's unconditional love and acceptance and gave me the confidence to face my forever challenging and changing environment. Safety is feeling welcomed and valued - in a truly welcoming atmosphere our potential can shine through - sounds a little bit like what Homework House is all about doesn't it? A sense of safety and belonging was a rare commodity as the daughter of an Air Force officer on the fast track. As the perpetual new kid on the block and at school, the only constancy in my first eighteen years was my grandparents’ home. There they welcomed
me with open hearts, there I didn’t need to prove myself worthy of their esteem and love, there I had roots, a history and a future. They modeled Christ’s unconditional love and acceptance and gave me the confidence to face my forever challenging and changing environment. Safety is feeling welcomed and valued – in a truly welcoming atmosphere
our potential can shine through – sounds a little bit like what Homework House is all
about doesn’t it?

]]> By: Stuart Aldrich http://homeworkhouse.wordpress.com/2007/09/27/hierarchy-of-needs-2/#comment-4 Stuart Aldrich Fri, 28 Sep 2007 04:34:18 +0000 http://homeworkhouse.wordpress.com/2007/09/27/hierarchy-of-needs-2/#comment-4 My safe place when I was in grade school was always the playground; it was truly my sanctuary. The class room was not an easy place for me and because I was always the biggest kid by a long shot my short comings there were only magnified. What’s funny about this is that because of the playground I loved school; I got there early and stayed late; where the classroom was sometimes confusing the playground always made sense. It was on the playground I learned how to get along, how to be part of a team, how to manage, take responsibility and how to lead; and along the way something else kind of funny happened; the classroom stop being so confusing. What I love about the Homework House is that for so many kids it like what the playground was for me; a safe place, a sanctuary, that place where things are just a little less confusing. My safe place when I was in grade school was always the playground; it was truly my sanctuary. The class room was not an easy place for me and because I was always the biggest kid by a long shot my short comings there were only magnified. What’s funny about this is that because of the playground I loved school; I got there early and stayed late; where the classroom was sometimes confusing the playground always made sense. It was on the playground I learned how to get along, how to be part of a team, how to manage, take responsibility and how to lead; and along the way something else kind of funny happened; the classroom stop being so confusing.

What I love about the Homework House is that for so many kids it like what the playground was for me; a safe place, a sanctuary, that place where things are just a little less confusing.

]]> By: Samuel Martinez http://homeworkhouse.wordpress.com/2007/09/27/hierarchy-of-needs-2/#comment-3 Samuel Martinez Fri, 28 Sep 2007 00:32:51 +0000 http://homeworkhouse.wordpress.com/2007/09/27/hierarchy-of-needs-2/#comment-3 With me it was not so much a safe place as a safe person. Previous comments emphasize my view. Since home was not a safe plalce I found safety in the church I attended as a boy and later as a teenager. It was there where people treated me like I was somebody. God bless those people. I did not have to do anything to gain their love or respect. With me it was not so much a safe place as a safe person. Previous comments emphasize my view. Since home was not a safe plalce I found safety in the church I attended as a boy and later as a teenager. It was there where people treated me like I was somebody. God bless those people. I did not have to do anything to gain their love or respect.

]]> By: Karen Rouggly http://homeworkhouse.wordpress.com/2007/09/27/hierarchy-of-needs-2/#comment-2 Karen Rouggly Thu, 27 Sep 2007 19:15:55 +0000 http://homeworkhouse.wordpress.com/2007/09/27/hierarchy-of-needs-2/#comment-2 My safe place was with my grandma! She was always there for me with open arms, and still is to this day! My safe place was with my grandma! She was always there for me with open arms, and still is to this day!

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