I walked into the three year old class room at my school, and was greeted by a dozen or so children that were hugging and jumping on me. This is not my class, I was only subbing that day. I think we are all greeted more enthusiastically by classes other than our own. Is that just me?
Anyway… that particular day, I was subbing for another teacher. One of the kids, let’s call her “J” came and asked me to flip her upside down. Being the awesome fun teacher that I am, I obliged. That, of course, started a train of kids wanting to be flipped. It was to be expected.
Enter “K.” This child, I love her. When not covered in snot, she is really cute. Huge eyes, with so much expression. And she is so full of passion. This is a child that loves hard, plays hard, and fights hard.
So, she came running at me, wanting to join in the flipping fun- but she was sticky. Super sticky. She had been eatin waffles and syrup with her hands. I was not touching those hands. So, I told her to wash her hands and face, then come back.
And this was the conversation that followed:
Me: Go wash your hands.
Me: Then I will not flip you.
K: Yes you will.
Me: No I will not.
K: I don’t like you.
Me: But K, I love you.
K: Well. OK. But you can’t come to my house.
K: And you get NO candy. And NO chocolate.
K.: AND NO CHEESE!!!!!
At this point, I had to just walk away- otherwise, I would have just laughed in her face.
As it so happens, I had another run in with K this afternoon:
My boss brought a few 4 year olds out on the playground with my school age kids this afternoon. K was one of them. She came running full force at me. To keep her from running in to me, I stuck my leg out in front of me, thinking she would slow down. She did not. She kept coming full force- and bounced back away from my leg. In her anger at falling, she picked up a hand full of pine needles, and threw them at me, and told me to shut up.
Again… laughter. I had to walk away. But- she was OK. Just mad. We hugged it out. 🙂