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December Days of Happy #10
Dec. 10th, 2010 09:12 pmToday's happy is a story from one of my previous jobs.
I used to work as an assistant teacher at an early childhood learning center (aka a daycare/preschool). One day while working in the older 2-year-old room, I was with a group of 7 or 8 kids and one other teacher. It was raining buckets so we couldn't take the kids outside to play, so we were trying to get some energy out with physical games inside. We had jumping, dancing, stretching, etc.
One little boy, Brian, was a bit of a handful - very active, quite bright, and possessing boundless energy. He was bored with the games that everyone else was playing and so grabbed a stuffed toy football and was throwing it on the ground and then diving after it. These were all-out tackles, too, not just a fake fall to the ground; he was tossing himself at the floor.
Me: "Brian? What are you doing?"
Brian: "Playing."
Me: "By falling on the floor?"
Brian: "Football, silly."
Me: "Brian, you're a nut."
Brian: *momentarily stops throwing himself at the ground* "What's a nut?"
Me: *hmmmm* "Like a peanut or a walnut."
Brian: *thinking* "No, I wanna be a doughnut!"
I used to work as an assistant teacher at an early childhood learning center (aka a daycare/preschool). One day while working in the older 2-year-old room, I was with a group of 7 or 8 kids and one other teacher. It was raining buckets so we couldn't take the kids outside to play, so we were trying to get some energy out with physical games inside. We had jumping, dancing, stretching, etc.
One little boy, Brian, was a bit of a handful - very active, quite bright, and possessing boundless energy. He was bored with the games that everyone else was playing and so grabbed a stuffed toy football and was throwing it on the ground and then diving after it. These were all-out tackles, too, not just a fake fall to the ground; he was tossing himself at the floor.
Me: "Brian? What are you doing?"
Brian: "Playing."
Me: "By falling on the floor?"
Brian: "Football, silly."
Me: "Brian, you're a nut."
Brian: *momentarily stops throwing himself at the ground* "What's a nut?"
Me: *hmmmm* "Like a peanut or a walnut."
Brian: *thinking* "No, I wanna be a doughnut!"
