It’s true! I have fallen in love
with the children at preschool. Teaching
them has become a joy rather than a burden.
After all these weeks, I finally know every ones their names. There’s still a language barer that I terribly
wish it could have magically disappeared a long time ago. I desire this for different reasons. 1) It
would making teaching a whole lot easier. (Even though I have learned some words in
their mother tongue and have learned how to talk to them in a way they might be
able to comprehend.) 2) Just like any
adorable 3 or 4 year old, they can say the cutest and funniest things. However, I can’t ever understand them. Boo! The best part is, is that the children don’t
understand that we can’t understand them.
They’ll run up to us and start babbling off a bunch of words like we can
comprehend. But I can’t…. I really
wish I could.
Other than the language barer, I
have grown to love preschool with all its ups and downs. I take pleasure in teaching them their
numbers and alphabet. Singing rhymes and
poems are fun only because their high little voices ring loud and clear to
their favorite ones. The rhymes often get
stuck in my head and I find myself singing them throughout the day.
At snack time, we have to be the “food
police” and check each of their lunch boxes before they’re allowed to leave. We
do this because some of the children won’t even open their lunch because all
they want to do is play with the legos and toys that await them back in their
classroom. Proudly they’ll present their
tin to me if they have finished and the ones with noodles or biscuits left
always try to sneak by. It’s quite
funny. All across the world, kids are
the same. If there is something better
to do than eat, they’re going to do that instead. And, if they don’t like what they have to eat…..
they’re not going to eat it.
I adore their giggles and
hugs. I enjoy playing with them and
snuggling with them! I love giving them
what I like to call, “Indian Kisses”.
The children do this too. What
you do is, real gently, you pinch their cheeks and then kiss your fingers
making a smacking sound. Haha They love
it! There’s one little boy who’s three
and I just I adore him. He runs up to
me, holds my face with his little hands and gives me a smack on my cheeks and
nose. So precious!
With getting back into the swing of
things in preschool and enjoying it more and more every day, it’s going to be
so hard when it’s time to say good bye. And
the time of having to say goodbye is getting closer and closer. I’m am not looking forward to the last day
with them and the teachers. It’s going
to be difficult. I feel so honored to
have been able to make an impact on these children and teachers at
preschool.
