I have been debating to start a blog, but every time I started one, I would freeze up, and I wouldn’t know what on earth to write about. Why would people read my blogs in the first place? I have nothing interesting to write about, much less anything interesting for other people to read about. But then I got thinking (sounds like I have multiple personalities, I may have some, you just don’t know these days he he) well why not? If people don’t like what I write about, that’s their right to do so; I just need another place to rant and write to my heart’s content (and for my own sanity as well as others).
I’ll start off with an easy subject, my job. I have been working in the same place for over, lets see, 9 years or so. Its a family day care, started off by Mrs. Petra. She started her day care almost 30 years ago and in 2011 she was diagnosed with cancer, again, and she passed away that same year, surrounded by her loved ones. I miss her a lot, for she wasn’t just my boss; she was my mentor and friend. Yes, she did have a strong personality (she was German he he) and she had a peculiar way of doing things (which drove me and my coworkers insane) but she taught me a lot. I appreciated her good sense of humor and her kindness with children, the way she taught and interacted with them, fascinated me. She wouldn’t have to raise her voice; she would just have this look that I have tried to master but I don’t think Ill ever learn.
Also, Mrs. Petra also motivated me (ok pushed me) to go to college and take Early Childhood classes, which did a great deal of teaching me different ways to interact and plan activities with the child in mind, but I actually feel I learned more about that working with Mrs. Petra. I learned first hand (and I’m still learning) how to deal with rude or uncontrollable children, tagged like that by other schools/preschools because of their behaviors there. She taught me to always have a song or activity in mind, to always be prepared for any emergency graciously, if possible. But most of all she taught me how to love what I do. This was her passion, to teach children and also parents, to be hands on and to try to do things on their own. She used the methods of Montessori, which I have tried to use along the way, not only in her memory, but because it helps children be responsible for their actions and feel proud of doing things on their own.
A day at work consists of this, though it may change a bit, of course. I arrive at work in the morning, do some activities with the children, usually some coloring, reading books, playing with some of them, and usually multitasking between that with other tasks like diaper changing, making snack or cleaning up after the kids. I feed the children, and its usually a good way to talk with them and plan out what we are doing to do later on. Then I do what we call “group time”, in which is where I read a book to the children, teach them the alphabet, numbers, shapes ect… and talk about what we are learning about that week. For instance, this week, we have been learning more about teeth and the dentist, and the children are fascinated with their teeth and how they work. I usually do a letter of the week, like this time is was the letters D and T, and we do fun hands on activities with them. I love using hands on approach, using technology like the internet, to show them videos on the particular subject or show them something they can touch and hold with their own hands. I enjoy looking at them learn something new and then share that information to their siblings or parents. The look in their faces when they remember something that they learn is priceless. It makes me realize how important my job is.
Yes, are days like today, that are stressful because of something unexpected happening, whether a guest comes unexpected, or children taking toys from one another, crying because its their first week at school or something else. There’s always something happening that keeps me and my new boss on our toes.
Some days are mellow, others leave me so emotionally and physically exhausted that I just go home, get a alcoholic drink and throw myself on the couch and pray for Friday to roll by quickly. But with every job comes days like that; that leave you tired and wanting the weekend to came by and there are days that you wish would last for a while longer or repeat themselves more often, if you will.
But in the end, I feel so proud when the children learn something new and share it, or when they sing Linkin Park songs (or even request them) and especially when they hug me and randomly tell me: “I love you, Ms. Areli.” Or when they accidently call me mommy and then they correct themselves or someone catches that and corrects them; I just tell me that its ok to call me that, I do take care of them like a mother would. Being a teacher is an important job that requires a lot of patience and dedication and love for what you do. It has its ups and downs, but that’s life. There’s always a positive and negative to everything in life, I’m just learning to take what comes at me and make it a positive thing. If anything, being a teacher as taught me to be ready for anything and do something big with almost nothing, to enjoy every little single thing you do and to give a child the joy of learning something through books or through nature.
My job is never done. I will continue teaching until I cant do it physically or I find something else to do, which might happen but you never know. Life is too short to just be doing one thing, but then if that one thing is making you happy (and making money too) then I’ll keep doing it. To those who read this and are contemplating on working with children, I encourage you to keep doing that, take as many classes as you can, and just learn from others with experience and just remember, it gets easier. Just take it one day at a time and practice being patient, like A LOT! Enjoy the children as much as possible and always remember to make time for yourself as well, for you own health and sanity.
It seems I did have a lot to write about. I don’t know what will be my next blog. Maybe something that I like to do. We’ll see. Till next time. Stay cool and don’t overthink everything.