Well, Sam’s been going to preschool for a month and a half now, but it was Bea’s first day on Wednesday. She and I went in with Sam as it was my turn to be parent helper again. I snugly made her comfortable in the stroller and put her in the corner of the classroom to peacefully snooze so I could try to focus on my role for the morning.
When we entered the room there was an assortment of hats arranged on one of the tables for the children to try on. Sam picked up a knight’s visor, put it on backwards and declared it was a football helmet. A couple of mirrors were brought out so that the children could see themselves wearing the different hats.
A basket of pipecleaners was on another table. Luca and Sam became interested in cutting the pipecleaners into smaller pieces with scissors and twisting them to make bugs and animals. Sam insisted I made something too so I created a little fish, handed him a straight pipecleaner and asked him if he wanted to go fishing. We threw the fish onto the floor and then hooked him back up.
1, 2, 3, 4, 5
Once I caught a fish alive
6, 7, 8, 9, 10
Then I threw it back again
Why did you let it go?
Because it bit my finger so!
Which finger did it bite?
This little finger on my right!
Juana the Spanish teacher then entered the room with an enthusiastic “hola!” and there was a scramble for places to sit around the story nook.
I found the teacher a little overwhelming as she was larger than life and filled the room with her voice, but the children were entranced and sat around attentively as she only talked to them in Spanish. Sam hid behind a giant tiger while she took them through their numbers using flash cards, but when she then brought out some toy spiders to help enact “Incy Wincy Spider” he joined in with the rest of the class as they moved closer to get a better a look and help with the actions. I have no idea what Juana was saying about them but a set of chattering fake teeth buzzing across the floor had Mateo in stitches.
Snacktime followed the high voltage Spanish lesson and I had trays of apple slices, Veggie Booty and cubed cheese ready for the children. It didn’t last long and then the children naturally split into different groups with some of them going into the atelier with teacher Briana.
After throwing a ball around Sam and Mateo became engrossed in the light mesh curtain concealing supplies. The ball had rolled into the corner and when Mateo went to retrieve it he got distracted and started some new fun. The pair enjoyed themselves by taking turns to hide in the material then charging back out. The fabric draping and pulling over them amusing them greatly.
I was handed several books by Max and a couple of the girls and so tried to read them aloud. I never got to finish one before being handed the next. A book about fire engines was very popular and I was given that one several times by the children.
As it was a very rainy day the ladybugs were gathered into the big community room instead of being allowed to go to the playground today. When I joined them I found Mateo hauling Liam and Sam around the room in a big red wagon. They were having a great time until Daphne and Calliope wanted to join in pulling the boys around but then there were too many moving bodies around the wagon and they were in danger of being run over instead. Sam and Liam were evicted and the red wagon went outside before there were tears.
A big colourful parachute quickly provided distraction and the children enjoyed raising it up and watching it billow, or running underneath as it mushroomed above them.
Lunch time saw Sam have a melt down. He came back to the classroom to help me lay out the meals while the others played and when I wouldn’t let him eat Max’s lunch he threw a fit and would not be placated. He was still in tantrum mode when the rest of the class had all finished eating and moved on. I tried to get him to eat his own yogurt by sitting him on my lap, asking him if he wanted to eat like a baby and spoon feeding him. Tilda was not impressed and told us that she can feed herself. Sam then decided that he could too, took the spoon back and finished his yogurt. Thank you Tilda!
Eventually there was just one little boy left eating his lunch at the table. At least, that’s what it looked like. On closer investigation Mateo was a picture. He was so tired from his busy morning that he had fallen asleep propped up over his plate. Too cute!
Parents then started to arrive to pick up their offspring and once the room was set to rights Bea, Sam and I headed home too.