You may be aware of the fact that I am now a legitimate assistant preschool teacher and it is awesome. The kiddos flippin crack me up on a daily basis.
Por ejemplo, the following two quotes were to be heard yesterday morning:
As we were talking about the fact that it was picture day (which I was fully unaware of so I came to school looking like poo and now I'm disgusted), one little boy said, "I'm not going to get my picture taken because my daddy takes better pictures."
And this week's letter is F. So we talked about family. I asked the little girl sitting to my right if she had a family and she said yes. So the girl to the left of me then announced that she had a family. So then I said, "Me too! We all have a family." And the girl to my right said, "Even teachers?!?" She was totally shocked, and then pleased with this discovery and it was so hilarious. Like she thinks we spend our whole lives at the school or something. I guess it makes sense since we are there every time she arrives and we bid her adieu as she walks out the door.
Anyway, they are so cute! And Mexico totally prepared me for this, in some ways. Like snack time. They all get in line to go to the bathroom and wash their hands and things and as they take their turn, they go sit down at the table in front of a snack. And what 3 slash 4 year old child can just sit there in front of food and not eat it? But they are not allowed to eat until every last child is sitting at the table. So I spend like five minutes talking to them about the snack and it's so cool to have them completely wrapped around my finger. Completely wrapped, I tell you.
Last week we had honeycomb (the cereal) for our snack. As a few of them were beginning to sit down, I started my distraction process:
Me: Do you see what is on your napkin? What is that?!
Them: Uummmm.
Me: Is it an apple?
Them: No!!!!! (Then they giggle)
Me: No? Well, then, what is it?
Them: (Silent/deep in thought at my truly thought provoking question, because, in fact, they had no idea what it possibly could be)
Me: Touch it. Does it feel warm? Does it feel warm like soup? Do you think this is soup?
Them: NO!!!! (Giggle their little faces off)
Me: No, soup is wet. Is this wet?
Them: No!
Me: No, it's dry.
Them: It's dry!
Me: Well, why don't you tell me what it is then?
Them: It's an apple! (Giggle because they think they are so funny)
Me: No! We already discovered it's not an apple. What color are apples?
Them: RED!!!
Me: And what color is our snack?
Them: Yellow!
Me: So it can't be an apple. It can't be soup. How about you smell it.
Them: (Smell it to death)
Me: Do you smell that? What does it smell like? Does it smell like honey?
Them: (They're eyes light up because that is EXACTLY what it smells like!) YAA! IT SMELLS LIKE HONEY!!!!
Me: Hmmmm. What makes honey?
Them: Bees!
Me: Where do bees live?
Them: In a beehive!
Me: Yes! In a beehive. Have any of you ever been stung by a bee?
Them: (All raising their hands, and one child proceeds to tell the story of his stinging with eveyone else in rapture)
Me: Ouch! That doesn't feel good to get stung by a bee, does it?
Them: (All cringing) No! It hurts!
Me: So this snack is called honeycomb. Can you all say honeycomb?
Them: Honeycomb!
And by that time, it's snacking begin and I have successfully distracted 13 preschoolers from putting their food in their mouths for five whole mintues. It is awesome. Love it.
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