I once did a basic counselling course. At the beginning of the course I felt I shouldn’t have been there. The group consisted of a solicitor, a policeman, a social worker, a accountant and other professional people, I was just a “mere’ receptionists. As the course went on I realised that these people were no different to me, they all had baggage. At the end of the course the tutor got us all to write about everyone else and what we seen in that person, it was all annonomous so you didnt know who had written what. This was called the gift - and what a lovely gift it was. I had some of the nicest things said about me that made me proud of who I was and what I had achieved. That group taught me never to judge people. It indeed was one of the biggest lessons I have ever had. Nothing can beat pen and paper for special moments like that