In a moment of desperation, after my pirmary class was finished, I thought to myself "How many more weeks do I have my little dears for?" I teach Isabelle's CTR 4 class, and with the exception of a couple of short breaks have taught her since she 1st went into nursery. Today we had our Primary program, and all of our kids did great...until of course the program was over and we got back into actual primary. Whew, there were literally kids bouncing off the walls, a couple of them were in our class. 1 of them was 15 month old William but after about 30 minutes with him I surrendered and took him into Soungsik's class, I didn't say anything, why would you in a prisoner exchange? I just dropped him off and ran out the door as fast as I could, before Soungsik could realize what I was doing do him.
As far as primary goes I don't think I have seen anything like it before. I know I wasn't alone in my feelings, because 1 person even broke down crying because she had worked so hard on her awesome sharing time and the kids were well...naughty. The naughtiness didn't decrease when we took our 7 kids and crammed them into a small room. Fortunantly by this point my expectations of getting a proper lesson in had completely flown out the window. I think that happened when we opened the window to let in the perfect fall breeze. We put the chairs away and took off our shoes. My plan was to read stories about service to them while having a cookie party. Luckily for the kids I remembered my huge bag of cookies. Unluckily for me, I forgot most of my lesson at home. With the help of a water break, head shoulders knees and toes, do as I'm doing, and my amazingly patient partner (Angie Geigle) we survived the day. Isabelle almost didn't make it as she had a complete breakdown and began sobbing for no reason about 10 minutes before class was over. I asked her what was wrong she said "I don't know". I think it was a shared feeling for many. Those are the events that occured to get me thinking about the number of Sundays left in the year.
Now that I have had a hearty lunch and a 2 hour nap I have a much better outlook. I love the kids in my primary class it has been amazing watching them turn from little people learning to walk, to big kids who can read, have humor, show great love, and have understanding in complex life lessons. It is very bitter sweet when I think I may be losing my "litte dears" in just 6 weeks.
However, I am still feeling very overwhelmed like I have just been enjoying the roller coaster ride, not realizing that we have been steadily climbing a large hill and I now sit at the front of the coaster on top of the biggest hill. The view of the fall leaves and the clear sky might be nice, but it will inevitaby come to an end. We have Thanksgiving, Christamas, New Years and all that goes along with them rushing to our sides. It would help if I was at all prepared, but this year preparation just hasn't happened yet, and may not happen. I chose to get on the ride, and I have enjoyed the twists and turns so far. I may be screaming for the rest of it, but things are coming now if I want them to or not, if I am prepared or not. And my instincts tell me that once the year rushes to a close I will step off the roller coaster and shout "That was AWESOME, lets do it again!!!" And we will!
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