We were a high strung group of kids and more often than not my teacher would walk into class with us in tow crying our eyes out for what ever reason. Whether we were stressed out or just having a bad day we never failed to cry at least once a week in AP World History class. Because of this my wonderful teacher came up with a solution. He proposed that since we were a bunch of cry babies who could barely make it through a quiz before the water works started up that everyday at the end of class we would meditate. We would listen to soothing "um" recording and meditate just like the monks do. and so we meditated. We sat on desks and the floor. Some of us lay down. But we did it together. The recording we played had steps
We were a high strung group of kids and more often than not my teacher would walk into class with us in tow crying our eyes out for what ever reason. Whether we were stressed out or just having a bad day we never failed to cry at least once a week in AP World History class. Because of this my wonderful teacher came up with a solution. He proposed that since we were a bunch of cry babies who could barely make it through a quiz before the water works started up that everyday at the end of class we would meditate. We would listen to soothing "um" recording and meditate just like the monks do. and so we meditated. We sat on desks and the floor. Some of us lay down. But we did it together. The recording we played had steps