There are days that I wish I were a five year old. Not just because we do the sweetest art
projects and sing all day, but because their lives are so simple. Their biggest
problems consist of someone taking their spot in line, who has more crackers at
snack, and whether or not we are watching Veggie Tales at rest time. Don’t we all wish our lives could be that
simple sometimes?
Yesterday I was working on community helpers with my
three-year-olds. I showed them pictures
of a firefighter, doctor, baker, police officer, etc. When I held up a picture of a teacher, I
said, “What does a teacher help us with?” and I pointed to my head (hoping they
would connect that to learning) and Tinkerbell shouts, “EARS! THEY HELP US WITH OUR EARS!” Obviously my pointing was not effective!
Today I did an “E is for Egg” experiment with my pre-k
class. And by experiment, I mean we
fried an egg, though it was exciting enough to elicit some screams (not
egg-aggerating either, there actually were screams when the egg hit the
griddle). I have never loved teaching
science more than at the pre-k level.
They are SO enthusiastic!
After
we observed the egg and recorded our results, I read them a book about
eggs. If I had thought of it, I would
have previewed the book a little more thoroughly than checking how many words
were on each page and looking at the pictures.
As my luck would have it, I turned one of the pages and there was a
picture of the inside of a chicken with an egg inside. To which one child asked, “Miss Rabedeaux,
how do the eggs get out?!” Needless to
say, the next two times I did the lesson, I casually flipped past that
page.
We are going on our first field trip on Friday, and I am so
excited! We’re going to the Como Zoo,
and my students were bouncing off the walls saying, “I can’t wait till
tomorrow!” Sorry sweethearts, but your
concept of time is a little off. Friday
will be here soon enough—can’t wait to see all of their crazy animal faces walking
around the park!
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