Just So You Don’t Think I’m Always Bitter

After the last post, I figured I’d show the other side of my job that is actually pretty awesome.  I teach kids.  Little, little kids that you think aren’t capable of much.  Until you see them in action.  It was amazing to see a 3 year old girl show me the quantities of 1-5 and finally put them in the right order, because - I taught her that.  It’s amazing to see that when one child drops his cookie and starts to cry, another child will pop up and say, “You can have mine.”  It’s amazing that when I goof around and hop onto a swing, children run up to give me a push, “because”, as one little boy said, “you push me.”  It’s amazing that kids fight over who gets to sit next to me at circle time.

I try to remember these things when I get frustrated.  I try to remember that the sometimes incredibly difficult to give kindnesses are very much appreciated.  I try to remember that these are good kids that sometimes just need some hugs and attention (even though they all seem to need it at exactly the same time!).  I try to remember the smiles and excited “Miss Cyndi!”s that start off the day.  Because when I think about it like that, it’s definately worth it.