One of my favorite bright nine year olds has been having a hard time this year. Every week her group continues to be called the "little girls" and the "little ones" and as I sat quietly in the corner sewing or taking fitting notes I could hear her mumble in a quiet voice, "we're not that little, give us a little credit!". Her class is indeed on the ball whereas the same level last year was sometimes problematic, I can see why she feels a bit underestimated.
Today I sat with one of our awesome helper moms and she looked over at a group of these young ladies and told them how amazing they were doing, their eyes lit up a little, and how they "look just like big kids when you're really so small." The light in the eyes turned into a little flame masked with fake smiles...
I looked over at them and remarked "Well, they really are the big kids. In a couple of years they'll be pre-teens" Awesome helper mom looked at me and said "I suppose you're right, I hadn't thought about it like that." Instantly all smiles were real and I had become their favorite adult.
Win!
**Not only was I mostly too busy to take any photos, I just don't think it's appropriate to take pics of stranger's kids to post on my blog so please enjoy the awkward photoshop drawing... at least it gives me a little practice with this new program.
2 comments:
wonderful blog
especially like the youre perfect man
Being one of the formerly unappreciated and definitely under estimated children, your sensitivity is more than understandable!! Good for you! Mom
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