Beauty in the day: 12 parent phone calls (about the power), 11 checks for wind, 10 subs-a-leaping, 9 kids in the office, 8 bandaids (no recess), 7 pleas to return to class (uh, no), 6 early dismissal kids, 5 minutes for a lunch break, 4 locations for indoor recess, 3 counselors in the building, 2 admins with a lot on their plate, and one lost tooth in a lost tooth necklace.
Beauty in the day: sometimes you have to stay way late if you want a good beauty. Tonight was Kindergarten information night – and we provide childcare for parents who come. Teresa Garcia was handling this task, with a bit of help from Mr. Jones. After I gave my portion of the presentation, I decided to go lend a hand, as they were in the gym, which adjoins the Cafe – meaning that we could hear them (it must be said here that one of the ones that could be heard was Ms. Garcia herself – no one enjoys kids, or is enjoyed by kids more than she). As I joined I was the new fascination in the room, and the kids wanted to know my name and what I did at the school. I obliged them with answers.
Time went by, and the principal (who was in the Cafe with the parents) was trying to wind things up and was answering questions from them. The kids were getting restless, and beginning to get a little demanding (as only pre-kindergarteners can), and I tried to take a tack with them. “Omigosh you guys, wouldn’t it be SO FUNNY if your parents came to get you , and you were laying on the gym mats pretending to be ASLEEP?!!??” I guess a little over 50% of the kids decided that it WOULD be funny, so they all laid on the mats and gave their best sleep rendition. For some this was complete with very convincing snoring – except their eyes were open. Only one closed his eyes – no snoring, but he honestly looked dead to the world, flat on his back with his eyes closed. He really meant it. The kids pretend-slept for way longer than kids normally do this, and I was impressed. The other near-50% that didn’t want to sleep continued with their running and jumping and hopping and yelling. One little girl with a very long braid was appalled that other kids would lay down and “sleep” when it was not bedtime, and there were other options. So much so, that she came over and began yelling for them to “WAKE UP!!!!!” – at the top of her lungs, actually. The sleepers were not moved from their challenge – which is a very difficult thing to maintain when you are 4 or 5 years of age. I was totally impressed.
Class of 2029, folks. They’ve got chops.