I recently started helping out one day a week during my kindergarteners’ (son number four’s) class.
My job is to show up for one hour each week and then help wherever the teacher feels is necessary.
The first few weeks I found myself dodging sneezes, as sometimes kindergarteners have not mastered the art of covering their noses when they sneeze.
I helped one little girl tie her shoe. She apologized that the shoe string was wet, but she walked all the way to school and let the laces drag in the mud.
I let her know I “appreciated” her detailed explanation of the wet shoe lace.
By week four, I had found my niche and started looking forward to the conversations I had with these students.
One little boy informed me that whenever I draw on white paper, do not use white crayon because it will not show up.
Another child explained to me that she used the peach-colored crayon to draw her face, but I might want to consider using a color more in the brown section.
As it was my job to help them draw pictures and write down ideas, one child ask me did I have any experience with helping kids?
I let him know that I am a mother and my son was in his class.
To which he added, yes, I know you know how to mommy, but do you know how to teachy?
I have found myself now looking forward to my Thursday visits.
I never know what one child may say or do to brighten up my day.
Last week I had a little extra time, so I put on some makeup before I went to the school. I came in, and my son ran up to me and asked, “Why are you looking so beautiful today? Is Papa off work?”
I am sure that was a compliment, kindergarten style.
Children always give you a different perspective of looking at things if you take the time to be available.
Thanks for sharing.