Today I was a sub for Penny, who is still recovering from a few things, in Kidszone. Kidszone is CHAOS with a more marketable name. I taught the 4 and 5 year olds with the assurance there would be around 5 and it would be really easy. I prepared my lesson and made my "Celebration Circles" to get ready. I arrived with only half a cup of coffee in me (maybe that is where it all started going wrong) and only two students... THEN more came in two by two... until there were 10... that's right TEN! **bright side: this means more people came to church** There has never been a longer hour in my life, except for maybe those times that I was writing papers in college and felt like I was going to die. This was up there. The little darlings crawled in places I could not even dream of them fitting in, the climbed the unclimbable and did things with stickers and makers that would surprise the most seasoned professional. I couldn't even get through the lesson. I simply caved to games and coloring. When the parents came in the doors I felt like the French on D-Day. I felt so unfeminine. What kind of woman can't take a few kids for an hour and have a blast? I see all these other women doing it. Why can't I be like little Miss Susie Homemaker and be good with kids?
A few reasons I think: 1. I was one of two kids... no experience with the younger species... and believe me they are a species. 2. I like people who at least can behave like humans and not wild monkeys. 3. It was my first try. 4. It could be that God never intended me to have the 5 children I hope to have one day.
I have decided that it is mainly numbers 1 and 3, closely followed by 2, and I dearly hope I can learn to be able to disprove number 4.
A dear, dear woman from church encouraged me by saying that she too waits at the fence for the parents sometimes. Maybe this was a fluke and I am simply applying one instance to all children. Racism only with kids... Maturatism, Ageism... hmm... there needs to be a word.
At any rate I have decided to try again... maybe I can learn to handle the little dears better.
1 comment:
Tie, haha! Oh, kids. They can do that to you! Even highschoolers cand do that to you... they say and do things- that make you cheer when the bell rings! Love you!! :)
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