Tuesday, March 1, 2016

I've Been Surviving 7 Months Teaching Preschoolers

Hey there!
It's Fiona, who apparently survived 7 months of being a preschool teacher to twenty 3ish-year-olds.

My colleagues have been taking pictures in class for school profile and I think I could share some of them here, instead of sharing them to some social media applications. Well, if it matters, it goes to my blog. If it is personal, it goes to my blog. If it is silly for the sake of the silliness itself, then it probably goes to my Line or Facebook. So do useful articles. I hardly check my instagram, twitter, path, etc. even though I have the accounts. I don't let "likes" to rate what are precious in my life. Talking about precious, recently, these kids I see everyday are pretty successful in climbing their way up to my "precious" space.

Alright, without further ado, here is how Fiona survived the weekdays:

I actually enjoyed playing along with them. They say that children at this age only required playing as their learning to stimulate their brain, senses, motoric and social skills. Yeah I'm starting to see that. Playing is their language to communicate, apparently. 

You see.. To present from the day they couldn't spell their name until the day they finally can do it..is good, but knowing that they can did it because they like you and they want to see you happy...is amazing. Adults should know that showing how they feel to children is not shameful. When you're sad because they're not focus, show it. When you are very happy when they get it, let them know and feel it too. That is also the biggest reward a child could get, to feel loved and trusted.

This is me helping them do their Show and Tell.
Most of the times, the kid Shows and I, the teacher, Tells.



I also tell Bible Story. Three times so far..and still counting. I got to admit that I really like to tell/read stories because I tend to use a lot of tone and facial expression, but I'm not so comfortable in the religion league. I mean, I feel this as important that I kind of afraid if I accidentally screw it somehow. Honestly, memorizing Bible verse with gesture, singing God-related songs I didn't know, and leading prayers are pretty overwhelming. But, ladies and gentlemen, do I have a choice?





And to teach math and alphabet, it takes fun games and various tone to catch their attention. Repeatedly. Over and over again.



There are so many things to teach them, and there are way sooooooo many more things to learn, even from them.

In early months, I sometimes had my toe-nail smashed or mouth bleed. The boys liked to run and hit (not hit and run). They thought they hugged me, but really they kind of tackle my stomach hard with their head. Full speed. While the girls liked to jump and choke. Again, they thought they hugged me, but really they clung onto my neck. From behind. One time I even had a pencil up my nostril because a boy lifted his arm so suddenly while writing alphabet and I didn't get to dodge. Above all, the award of awkwardness goes to....toilet scenes. They got toilet training to do the order themselves and to hold their own thingy, but they still need company and verbal reminders..so there I was. Standing..waiting..pretending to be busy looking at some sticker on the wall..sometimes commenting..while they took a wee-wee or a doo-doo.