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Sometimes a sticker is all it takes

Upon arriving at the cafeteria yesterday, I found one of the kindergartners sitting at a table in the back, by herself. This is the little girl for whom I got the alarm clock.  Now she was tearful and not eating much of her lunch except the pizza. I sat down, and said hello, then asked how she was doing.

“I want my mom,” she said through the tears.

“Are you having a bad day,” I asked. She nodded yes, sniffling. My assumption was that she was in trouble and that’s why she was at the back table. I would later learn that she had asked her teacher if she could sit back there, far from her class.

“We all have days like that. Yesterday I had a bit of a bad day.” Then I took out my phone, showed her the picture of our lunch from the previous day, and told her what had happened with the meal being spilled on my leg and foot. She giggled.

“Yeah, I smelled like barbecue pork for the rest of the day.”

“Did you know today is the 100th day of school and that you are now 100 days smarter?” She perked up a little more.

“I have a sticker for you that you can wear that says I’m 100 days smarter. Would you like one?” She nodded yes, so I got the sticker out and put it on her shirt. She smiled, still sniffling, and she said “thank you.”

“Are you going to be okay for the afternoon?”

“Yes,” she replied, smiling more and cleaning up her lunch detritus.

“I’m so glad. All of us have some hard days, but we can bounce back. You’ve done a good job bouncing back, so I have another sticker you can take with you.” I then gave her one of the very special Bounce Back Kid stickers that I rarely hand out. They are like gold. A bigger smile. And another “thank you.”

I talked to the noon-time aide to let her know the little girl was ready to go with the class. That’s when I learned that she wasn’t in trouble, she just wanted to have time by herself. The last time I saw her, she was skipping out the door, at the end of the line with the other kindergartners.




I’m not cut out to work with kindergartners

I seem to have a crick in my neck and sore shoulders. I was lamenting this situation and wondering what I had done to cause the discomfort when Terry reminded me.

“It was all that bobbing and weaving with kindergartners.”

Ah, yes. There was a shortage of noon time assistants yesterday as the kindergartners were finishing their lunches. The principal asked if I would take one of the classes to the playground and watch them. Oh, sure, why not. Twenty two small, wriggling children. Piece of cake!

I had to stop the line twice on the way from cafeteria to playground to move a child who could not keep his/her hands to himself/herself. The kindergartners are still in awe of me as I’ve not worked too closely with them yet, so each stop caused them all to pull themselves together and look pensive. Each child who was moved to the front of the line, next to me, behaved perfectly from there on out.

Once on the playground, we joined the three other kindergarten classes so now there are over 60 of these small children running amok. I keep a close eye on them as I want no harm to come to them while I am on duty. I chase down a group of boys who have decided to roughhouse and pile on one another. Then I jump over to the play structure to take a couple of boys off of the slide who think they should stop others from coming down. Standing still for just a minute I see a girl tussling with a boy, about to pull his shirt off of him. I separate them, tell her she cannot do that and that they are to play nicely. Out of the corner of my eye I catch the roughhousing boys going at it again so I separate out the ringleader and we have a chat.

One of the noon time assistants (paid staff) is standing close by and I stop to give her a hug and tell her how much I appreciate her doing this EVERY DAY. She is probably 23 years old. One needs youth and energy to do the job. At 63, I’m beyond my prime for such endeavors and that is why my neck and shoulders are complaining to me.

Footnote: all of this took place in 15 minutes.