They needed me to sub for a pre-k class
today, only for 2 hours.
They were adorable.
We washed our hands.
We had snack.
We cleaned up.
We had circle time.
We read a Corduroy book.
We talked about our favorite stuffed animals.
We did a project.
We drew pictures of our families.
We colored.
Sweet bluebirds of happiness flitted
around our heads. There were rainbows
all around. A perfect morning.
Then we had free time....
and the shit hit the fan.
My sweet little babes disappeared
and little hoodlums appeared.
These little 4 and 5 year olds turned
everything into guns. And I guess they
had to because there were a few very dangerous
tigers, tigers who chased you down and tackled
you. I mean REALLY tackled you. The only thing you
could do to survive was to take the nearest block,
load it, and fire.
I was truly amazed.
I asked them if they were allowed to play guns
and one little girl who was playing hairdresser -
with my hair - said yes. My hair was one jumbo knot.
I do have to say, they were having a great time.
The only crying was when someone threw a cardboard
block at someone's nose "on accident".
Then there was the spitting episode, but I won't
go into that.
7 comments:
I bet if you shaved one or two of their heads, you would find a "666" somewhere there!
I popped in on your blog from 2peas, I had to because of your title, I too am a curly head. I have incredibly thick curly hair. As a child of the 80's it didn't quite fit in with the Farrah Fawcett, straight hair, feather the bangs back look, but I tried and now I look back and wonder what was I thinking. I admit now that in the age of the Chi straightner, I do straighten my hair. But I feel your pain and on rainy and humid days, there ain't a hair straightner in the world that fights mother nature. Loved your blog. Nice to "meet" you. Darleen. www.scrapchic38.blogspot.com
I popped in on your blog from 2peas, I had to because of your title, I too am a curly head. I have incredibly thick curly hair. As a child of the 80's it didn't quite fit in with the Farrah Fawcett, straight hair, feather the bangs back look, but I tried and now I look back and wonder what was I thinking. I admit now that in the age of the Chi straightner, I do straighten my hair. But I feel your pain and on rainy and humid days, there ain't a hair straightner in the world that fights mother nature. Loved your blog. Nice to "meet" you. Darleen. www.scrapchic38.blogspot.com
My girlfriend is a kindergarten teacher & I give you guys mad props! I don't think I could do it.
LOL! Too funny! Did any of their heads spin and spit pea soup? LOL
We don't allow gun play at my school and it's amazing the lengths they'll go to - fire hoses making noises suspiciously like guns. My last year's class was BAD about spitting but luckily this year's class is more prone to potty words! :-0
gotta' love free time.
My boys turn everything into guns too...
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