From: Lyn Wilson (lwilson@la.hodes.com) Story type: AngelI"m not really sure that this comes under the heading of an angel story, but it feels that way to me, so I"m putting it in that category. I should also state that I"m not a particularly religious or spiritual person and that while I have a fascination for the supernatural and want to believe, I tend to be skeptical. Still, I"ve wanted to share this for a while and this seems like a good place.
Location: Detroit, MI
Source: Form Submission
I must have been 8 or 9 when the event occurred. It was
summer and school was coming to an end for the year. My
teacher (the sadist) was having each of us read our math test
scores for the semester aloud so that she could record them
and determine our final grades.(I have no idea why she
hadn"t kept a record). I was an extremely shy child with no
aptitude for math whatsoever. As a result, I had a long
list of failing or barely passing test scores to report. All
year I had kept my embarrasingly poor test scores a secret
from my classmates and now I was beside myself. Not only
was my secret about to be revealed to my friends, I was
going to have to stand in front of the entire class and be
humiliated. As the teacher called on student after student,
I was terrified, near tears and fervently praying for a way
out of the situation. (I was more of a believer then).
Finally the teacher called my name and I was overwhelmed
with despair because my prayers hadn"t been answered.
Just as I opened my mouth to speak, the beautiful, sunny
summer day suddenly changed to a violent thunderstorm. The
sound of the rain and thunder were so loud that the
teacher had to ask me to come up to her desk to read my
grades because she couldn"t hear me over all the noise. I
stood next to her desk and read the grades with great relief,
confident that only the teacher could hear me. Almost the
second I fininshed speaking, the storm ended as quickly as
it had begun and the beautiful, sunny day was restored. Now
I know this isn"t as dramatic as having my life saved or
being told I have a special purpose in life, but to a very
scared little girl, it was truly a miracle. I"ve thought
about the incident often through the years and have never
found a logical explanation for my own personal, timely
storm. I like to think a guardian angel was touched by my
plight and maybe remembered what it was like to be a kid. At
any rate, I felt I had been protected.
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