Uniforms are worn by both private and public school students. Students stand up whenever you enter the room and will remain standing until you tell them to sit down. They also stand up to speak. Before they enter the class, they ask “Ms., can I enter the room?”
Today, at one of the schools; I ended up alone with 20ish 5 year olds for a little bit. No one to translate. I am glad that God has given me joy when it comes to children because it was a challenge. I had about 10 kids from the other room take me away for five minutes because they wanted to sing and me to take pictures. There wasn’t a teacher for them either. By the time I figured out something I could do with both classes, one of the 5 year olds had gotten hurt and his toe was bleeding. In the five minutes I was gone, something happened. I had no one else to call out to. No one to help me. I couldn’t explain what happened to the other teachers that saw he was hurt, so I had to go find somebody. Since there wasn’t a teacher for the group of kids I was watching and I couldn’t translate “stay here,” so they followed me to the steps towards teachers that werejust sitting. The guy that brought us came and asked me what happened, he took the kid and I went back to the others. A little later, the kid came back and when I looked at it, the wound had no bandage. I think the only thing they did to help was stop the bleeding but it still looked bad. Between those times, another kid fell and hurt her head. That is when I gave up on the games and pretty much gave up on doing anything. We all went into one class where I just held hands with a few kids and watched helplessly. I had peace while I was with the kids and I truly loved being with them but when I had time to process, I can’t stop thinking about it. I know that I probably couldn’t have done anything different but all I did was giving the teachers a break. I feel like teachers were at the school but they weren’t in the class so we would go in there. I thought the teacher was sick and wasn’t there today. I would feel much better but she was right there. I was overwhelmed.
I want look over 2 year olds, the ones who are crawling and/or just started to learn to walk. I miss the ones that I would watch at my church. I surprisingly miss Jude Harper’s scream.
I thought I’d be fine by myself with 5 years olds while two of my teammates and the guy that brought us went to another classroom. About 15 minutes later, I needed help. I didn’t know what do with kids that couldn’t understand me and kids that I couldn’t understand. Miscommunication is a big weakness of mine. Like I said, God gave me peace while I was with them. I was smiling for the most of it and the kids love it. I was stayed composed til the walk home. I can’t stop the feelings. Maybe it is because I automatically go numb in these type situations and I won’t let it bother me once the situation is done. God has been working through me in the way I hold onto things. I’ve been on the verge of crying all afternoon. I haven’t broken down because I don’t like crying in front of people. It’s difficult being real. God has been changing me on the inside and using the ministries to show me things.
