Monday, February 29, 2016

Heart And Mind Monday: The Maiden Voyage

My friend Ivy at Uncharted has birthed a new blog called Carrot, which is about motivation (or lack thereof) in daily living. In conjunction with Carrot, she is launching a new blog hop called Heart and Mind Monday (clever girl that she is, she started the hop on Leap Day). 

"What nurtures your soul?" she asks her readers, "Is it the written word, illustrations, painting, music, your kids' creativity, mentoring others, or maybe you like to doodle in work meetings, or color?"  

I've been thinking about what I wanted to share today for several days, and when I went to work this morning, it was still in the back of my mind.

Then this happened, and I knew what to write about:

My pre-k students attend class for half a day, three mornings a week. This morning, this sweet boy kept complaining that he was cold (it was not cold in our room). As we were lining up to go to music, he was nearly in tears because he was so cold, so I helped him into his jacket. He melted down shortly after that, saying he didn't feel good, and we called his parents to come and get him.

On the chance that he might be on the verge of throwing up, I took him into a women's restroom that had a chaise lounge in it (and I'm happy to report that he did NOT throw up) and had him lie down while we waited for someone to fetch him. Still complaining that he was cold, I got a blanket from the church nursery and tucked him in, rubbing his back until he fell asleep. And then I sat there with him and listened to him snoring softly.

This is what nurtures my soul. I love these children as if they were my own. They frustrate me and then make me laugh, all within minutes. I watch them as they make mistakes and learn new skills and grow physically and emotionally and spiritually. I see their faces light up when they master a task, watch them test rules and make friends and be silly and be serious. They give me hugs and glares and pictures they made and their colds.

And just as I am with my own kids, I'm forever grateful when they don't throw up on my watch.





12 comments:

  1. Now that is GORGEOUS, Mith Dyanne :) You've really found your calling in life, and I love that you share it with us so beautifully :)

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    1. Should I admit that Wednesday they were all noisy and didn't follow directions and didn't listen? :)

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  2. Dyanne! Thanks so much for sharing this... it is beautiful! I always love reading your teacher stories...you are so creative in your approach I can see how it could feed your soul... youre really special, y'know?

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    1. Thank you, Ivy! That means a lot to me to hear.

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  3. Aww, those little guys! I work with K-8 students and the littlest ones just make me laugh so! Oh heck...the middle school ones melt my heart, too. I work with Latino students mostly: they're all in ESL or were in ESL. And you get so attached to them. And you want the world to be a kind place to them. And you don't ever want them to hurt and you want to see them succeed and it's so awesome. Aww...loved this post. :)

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    1. Thank you! Little kids are so funny when they haven't yet developed a filter! And you'll understand this: the best, BEST thing is when I run into a former preschooler, now in high school, and get a big hug. It's magnified further when it's a boy.

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  4. Preschool really is such a great age to teach, and you are the perfect person to do it.

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  5. wow ...how wonderful for your spirit that on any given day you can experience that, despite the vomit, the crying, and the, the..well anything. Despite all of that you get to see these kids everyday experiencing challenges, growth, coping, making friends, smiling laughing that is truly a nurtured soul day! :)

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  6. This melted my heart! Clearly you are doing just what you were meant to do. Not only do these children nurture your soul, but you are a tremendous gift to theirs, a wonderful beginning that they will never forget!

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