Tuesday, April 16, 2013

The journey continues

Today I chose to substitute.
The pit of my stomach reminded me of the anxiety.
Would I be able to return?
Exactly why is this important?
How were my gifts to be used as tithing?

Be brave!

Walked in and took over.
There were a few tears through the five hours-
but more giggles and smiles.
Relaxed mood eased in as
the anxiety moved to the back of my mind.

Thinking back.
When was the last time I substituted for four and five year olds?
Thinking further.
How would my grandson react if things were not going his way?

No need for me to worry.
The children simply needed reassurance that
they would recieve  consistent loving care from me.
They knew the routine
They could lead.

The hours ended.
Children who were nervous and melting down at the beginning
chirped and spun with those who had giggled the entire time.

Next time I will bring my supplies of glitter, glue, books, music and joy.
No anxiety.
Early childhood,
beginning skills,
at home,
once again.
Maybe a few feathers to give my new journey flight!

Monday, April 01, 2013

Teaching someone to read

My months have been busy.
After  a few years of being quite lazy in my volunteer life,
it has all moved forward.

I took on an adult who had never learned how to read.
He is the same age as my oldest,
a product of :
too early in school,
whole language only approach
and no one who knew how to reteach after second grade.
He left school in eighth grade.

This man is anxious to read.
We spend every morning together.
As we progress, he finds that he does remember certain aspects of reading.
There are loads of pauses and head nods as he reaches into childhood
to pull out a different memorized word.
When he learns a new "English rule" he often states,
"that makes sense".

He has given me so much.
In two short months I have learned how important it is
to simply admit you do not know what you do not know,
seek someone to help,
and try not to let pride get in the way.
Those are things I have always held, but never seen on my own.

I have so many things to work on myself.
Confession is something difficult for me.
And yet, through the witness of this man, Tuesday saw me "in the booth".
It is much easier when you let pride step to the side.

This man has great goals.
He would like his Bachelors before his son gets out of elementary.
There is an air that his wife totally supports his efforts.

Letting people support,
Putting sights on goals,
Moving forward.
That is life as we know it, isn't it?