What Are Social Workers?

A gal I went to university with sent this along to us today...

A mugger with a gun confronts a social worker. The mugger yells, "Your money or your life!" "I’m sorry" the social worker yells, "I’m a social worker, so I have no money…and no life."

Social workers, like most teachers, don’t make much. Or do they?
Social workers make an infertile couple celebrate a lifetime of Mother’s Days and Father’s Days by helping them adopt a baby addicted to cocaine that no one else wanted.
They make a child fall asleep every night without fear of his father’s fists.
They make a homeless veteran feel at home in the world.
They make a boy with Down syndrome feel like the smartest kid on the bus.
They make a beaten woman find the courage to leave her abuser for good.
What do they make?
They make a 10-year-old believe that he is loved and wanted, regardless of how long he lasts in the next foster home.
They make a teen father count to 10 and leave the room so he won’t shake his newborn son.
They make a man with schizophrenia see past his demons.
They make a rape victim talk about it for the first time in years.
They make an ex-convict put down the bottle and hold down a job.
What do they make?
They make a couple communicate so well they decide not to get divorced.
They make a dying cancer patient make peace with her past, with her brief future, with her God.
They make the old man whose wife has Alzheimer’s cherish the good times, when she still remembered him.
They make forgotten people feel cherished ugly people feel beautiful, confused people feel understood, broken people feel whole.

What do they make?
They make more than most people will ever make,
They make a difference.
Exceptional PEOPLE, Exceptional CARE