Wrong Hallway

In high school they have a program called Senior Project. Where students (seniors) leave campus the last class of the day and volunteer where ever they want. I picked my old elementary school, when I arrived I explained to the principal I wanted to help 1st or 2nd graders. She said that sounded great and she would place me in a classroom the next day.
I arrived excited to start working with younger children. She then took me to the 4th and 5th grade hallway. Confusing... I asked for 1st and 2nd grade which is the other hallway on the other side of the building. She then walked to the CDC-A room (Special Education classroom) door and opened it up. I didn't pause, I walked right in, the teacher was lovely made me feel welcome. Introduced me to all the children in the class a small room of 6 or 7.

This was not the class I wanted to be in, I was somewhat upset because I was very clear on what I wanted walking into the school. But as I sat there (somewhat upset/confused) a little boy rolled up and touched my face. Looked me right in the eye and touched my face. The 2nd day I knew right then and there God sent me to this classroom. He knew what I wanted and sent me what I NEEDED. 
At that point in my life I had no idea what I wanted to do in college. I knew I wanted to get a higher education but I had zero clue what I wanted to do. But once God placed me in that classroom and that little boy touched my face and my heart I knew what I wanted to do.
I know no one else will read this, this is mainly for me to look back on later in life. To see how young and hopeful I am at this point in my life. I hope to be working with Special Needs children for the rest of my life I hope that happens. Maybe it will maybe it won't, time will tell :)