We don't check our voicemail regularly (I do miss that flashing red light with the beeps - but the guinea pig does not) so when I took the girls to school today, a fellow mom asked if I had gotten her message last night. Apparently, she had called, asking if I could fill in for her in the classroom this morning, since she had a job interview. I said sure...
I was there all morning - I finished all the work she wanted by 11 am, but since Marika got out at 11:45 am, there wasn't much of a point to driving home, when I'd just have to drive back within another 20 minutes. So, I said I'd do more work. That's the first time in my life I ever wished I had an iPod! Ripping, sorting, collating... all the work I used to do when I worked for a non-profit organization during college. I'm very good at that kind of stuff and I don't mind doing it.
The only problem was... I'd gotten up at 5 am to go running and the only thing I'd ingested before taking the girls to school (what with getting lunches packed and breakfasts prepared, not to mention showering, etc.) was the tiny cup of (decaf) coffee I'd brought to school with me (after all, I thought I'd be eating breakfast when I got back home). I was completely wiped out by the time I was done (low blood sugar knocks me down). So unfortunately, as insane as it seems, I'm going to have to set my alarm clock for even earlier, to make sure I can eat breakfast before I take the girls in. *sigh*
It was really interesting being back in the kindergarten classroom, though. When I helped out in Mika's class two years ago, it was a full-day kindergarten and parental help was only asked for painting (which was actually kind of stressful, since kids wander/run with paintbrushes loaded with paint) and some reading assistance. Marika's kindergarten is only half-day now (budget cuts) and I was asked to oversee three tables (3-4 kids each table) working while the teacher had the fourth small group for reading. I must have been out of practice, because while it was easy to watch TWO tables, THREE was a different matter. It was easy to figure out which kids were more advanced (they were quickly and without help) while other kids wanted you there every step of the way, even when all they had to do was copy a few words, letter by letter. I felt really bad that I didn't notice one particular fellow that was crying (I guess I'm used to the loud wailers I have at home) because he was frustrated and said he couldn't do it. It was just so hard trying to help one person well while a few others were clamoring for attention.
I could never be a school teacher! My hat is off to them!
The day didn't end particularly well, because when I went to pick up Marika, she said a little girl on the playground was being mean to her. Turns out that the girl had stuck her tongue out at Marika and then SPIT at her. Okay, is there something with my kid that people keep spitting at her?! When asked to elaborate, Marika said that the little girl was saying mean things like, "I'm better than you on the monkey bars!" or "When I'm at home, I don't drop off the monkey bars like you", yadda yadda yadda...
Man, it's a tough lesson for a little girl. I told her that she would meet plenty of people like this in her life and there wasn't anything she could do, but to ignore them and keep her distance - and that those people tended to get their comeuppance later in life life (she doesn't understand the concept of "karma" yet).
I took Marika back to the yard monitor and had her explain what happened. It was unbelievable luck that the girl was still there - when questioned by the yard monitor, she admitted that she did what Marika stated and was asked to apologize. When asked why, she mumbled, "I don't know..." and then she looked like she was going to cry. So, maybe she won't do anything mean to Marika (or anybody else) anymore. Though the yard monitor said it was out of character for this little girl to do such a thing, perhaps she'll still mention it to the girl's mother. I know I'd want to know if Marika ever behaved badly.
It's hard to see your kids dealing with stuff like this, when you know there's not much you can do, except let them learn life's lessons. *sigh*
And did I mention? I'm scheduled to help in the kindergarten classroom every Thursday, so I'll be back in a few days. I don't think I'll offer to fill in for anybody ever again, though - there are other things I need/want to do. Besides, you'd think that there would be other parents who want to come in and help. I'm also still waiting to see when Mika's teacher needs me to come in - I do wonder what it'll be like working with second graders (the first graders were fun last year)...