"When everything's made to be broken, I just want you to know who I am..." - Iris

12 June 2009

Teaching

Amidst the flurry of the classroom's chaotic routine: "She hit me!" "He took my toy!" "Ms. Faye, Ms. Faye, Ms. Faye!" and other such wailings, the easiest thing for any sane human being to do is take a deep breath and start banging her head on the wall.

Tempting. Very tempting. Still, after some exclamations of "Apologize to him!", "Return the toy!" "Get off the table!", one manages to put on a smile and then say with extreme pleasure, "YOU ARE GOING TO SIT IN TIME OUT!" There! That should do it.... but of course it doesn't. And the aggravation goes with a series of "NOOOOOO Ms. Faye" as they bodily throw themselves on the floor and proceed with their Broadway tears.

In this madness, the reason why a person would subject themselves to this torture becomes vague. Am I going through a masochistic phase? Are there other means of birth control? Is it worth the money? Oh wait. There is NO money.

Then a small arm links itself to yours and you look to see a child smiling at you like you are one of the most wonderful persons in the world. And another goes up to give you a big hug and insists "I wanna kiss your hand!" "Ms. Faye, I love you," declares another with the utmost sincerity.

Ahh... Now I remember why I'm here.

1 comment:

Tasha said...

"...the easiest thing for any sane human being to do is take a deep breath and start banging her head on the wall.." haha I used to watch little preschoolers and kindergarteners..lots of props to you faye