I think this is number 12...
I know y'all, Katie's posting in her LJ. What the eff is that?
And even though I only have four friends, and everyone of them already knows all this...I'm posting it anyways. Cos I feel like it.
So, I have a job, y'all! Woohoo. And it's no McD's! Double woohoo!
Okay, so it pays the same (technically less since i had gotten a raise) and i can only have 15 hours, and i have to wear a smock. And I'm probably going to get puked on at some point. And I'm definitely going to have to clean up some diarrhea. And I've pretty much accepted the fact that I'm going to get sick about three times as often now. But it's still a better job. Why?
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It's not McDonald's. I could sit here and list all the different things that make McDonald's the lesser of the two. But I don't really think any of y'all need to hear it. It's pretty much a given.
I really hope I end up working with the Bears (2 year old's) cos that's who I spent most of my time with today, and I already feel a little attached to a couple of the kids. I mean, I walked into the room and almost immediately, this little angel named Gracie ran up to me and put her arms up and started saying 'hug! hug!'
That's got to be my favorite thing about children. How freely they give affection. They don't have to know you from Uncle Sam.
It really might not be a good idea for me to work there though. Cos I tell you, I only spent a totall of about and hour and a half with the kids, and I could feel myself wishing I had one of my own.
I mean, you know how some people are just made to do something. Well, I was made to love, and while I think this will make me a really good nurse. I also think it means I was meant to be a mom. I know I'd be good about it. My big worry about it was always that I wouldn't be able to have a firm hand when I needed to. But when my shift was over, Miss Cindy came up to me and said that she hoped I ended up w/her class. I misunderstood and said that I was sure an extra pair of hands would help a lot, and she told me that that was part of it, but that I seemed to have a natural way with kids. She said that she thought it was odd, because I seemed more comfortable with the kids than I was the adults. I guess that's true. My favorite parts of the day werewhen I read them some stories and when we had 'outside time'.
There was one moment that stuck out the most to me though. There was this one little girl, Katie. And you could really tell she wasn't as 'well off' as some of the other kids. Her dress wasn't quite as pretty, and it didn't fit her as well, sort of hung off of her, actually. Her shoes were obviously hand me downs from an older sible and didn't fit her quite right. She was also really shy and quiet. At story time, it was almost like she was scared to interact. A couple times she would start to point to something on the page, and when I would see and try to encourage her by talking to her directly, she would shrink back and go quiet again. She was also a little awkward looking. Not ugly. I dont think there's such thing as an ugly child. But she wasn't as cutesy as the other girls. She didn't have the adorable curls or the feather mess of hair. Instead, her hair was straight and thin. Still shiny and healthy, but not as eyecatching. When we went outside, I noticed that she wasn't really interacting with the other children much. She was kind of sitting off to her self not really doing much.
So I made a point to go over there and interact with her. I started off just talking to her a little, to get her used to me and comfortable with me. Then I saw a ball near us and I kind of casually rolled it toward her. She was still for a minute, the shyly rolled it back to me. I showed her how to sit with her legs apart, then matched my feet with hers and for a while we just rolled it back and forth. Then we got a little further apart and bounced it back and forth. At one point, she missed the ball and it rolled a little ways away. She let out the most adorable little giggle, then ran and got it and brought it back to me. She had liked that so much, that I threw it a little ways. She let out the giggle again and ran after the ball and brought it back to me. We continued this way for a while, until a little boy came and grabbed the ball out of her hands. When she tried to take it back, he shoved her onto the ground, causing her to cry. The moment that stands out so much is when I stood up to walk over to her to comfort her and she looked over and saw me. She hopped up and ran over to me and when she got to me she let out the saddest little sound and held her hands up for me to hold her. When I picked her up she layed her head on my shoulder and started sucking her thumb. One of the teachers, who had been punishing the little boy that stole the ball, came over to check on Katie. When she got to us, she offered to take Katie from me, and when she reached for her Katie settled deeper into me and made a noise of distress. It was so sweet! After a few minutes, she calmed down and we started playing again. But then three thirty came and it was time for me to go over to the waddlers. :( When I walked out of the play ground, I looked behind me and Katie was running up to the gate with her arms up! It was so sad! I didn't wanna leave! :(
The waddlers were really cute too, though! But I really hope I get the bears. I mean, I'm sure its just cos I've spent more time with them, and if it had been another group, i'd have some other little kid I'd be attached to. But I still thought that was really cute!
THIS is why the job is better than McDonald's. I'm actually looking forward to work tomorrow. Yeah, that didn't happen too much w/McDonald's.
And even though I only have four friends, and everyone of them already knows all this...I'm posting it anyways. Cos I feel like it.
So, I have a job, y'all! Woohoo. And it's no McD's! Double woohoo!
Okay, so it pays the same (technically less since i had gotten a raise) and i can only have 15 hours, and i have to wear a smock. And I'm probably going to get puked on at some point. And I'm definitely going to have to clean up some diarrhea. And I've pretty much accepted the fact that I'm going to get sick about three times as often now. But it's still a better job. Why?
...
It's not McDonald's. I could sit here and list all the different things that make McDonald's the lesser of the two. But I don't really think any of y'all need to hear it. It's pretty much a given.
I really hope I end up working with the Bears (2 year old's) cos that's who I spent most of my time with today, and I already feel a little attached to a couple of the kids. I mean, I walked into the room and almost immediately, this little angel named Gracie ran up to me and put her arms up and started saying 'hug! hug!'
That's got to be my favorite thing about children. How freely they give affection. They don't have to know you from Uncle Sam.
It really might not be a good idea for me to work there though. Cos I tell you, I only spent a totall of about and hour and a half with the kids, and I could feel myself wishing I had one of my own.
I mean, you know how some people are just made to do something. Well, I was made to love, and while I think this will make me a really good nurse. I also think it means I was meant to be a mom. I know I'd be good about it. My big worry about it was always that I wouldn't be able to have a firm hand when I needed to. But when my shift was over, Miss Cindy came up to me and said that she hoped I ended up w/her class. I misunderstood and said that I was sure an extra pair of hands would help a lot, and she told me that that was part of it, but that I seemed to have a natural way with kids. She said that she thought it was odd, because I seemed more comfortable with the kids than I was the adults. I guess that's true. My favorite parts of the day werewhen I read them some stories and when we had 'outside time'.
There was one moment that stuck out the most to me though. There was this one little girl, Katie. And you could really tell she wasn't as 'well off' as some of the other kids. Her dress wasn't quite as pretty, and it didn't fit her as well, sort of hung off of her, actually. Her shoes were obviously hand me downs from an older sible and didn't fit her quite right. She was also really shy and quiet. At story time, it was almost like she was scared to interact. A couple times she would start to point to something on the page, and when I would see and try to encourage her by talking to her directly, she would shrink back and go quiet again. She was also a little awkward looking. Not ugly. I dont think there's such thing as an ugly child. But she wasn't as cutesy as the other girls. She didn't have the adorable curls or the feather mess of hair. Instead, her hair was straight and thin. Still shiny and healthy, but not as eyecatching. When we went outside, I noticed that she wasn't really interacting with the other children much. She was kind of sitting off to her self not really doing much.
So I made a point to go over there and interact with her. I started off just talking to her a little, to get her used to me and comfortable with me. Then I saw a ball near us and I kind of casually rolled it toward her. She was still for a minute, the shyly rolled it back to me. I showed her how to sit with her legs apart, then matched my feet with hers and for a while we just rolled it back and forth. Then we got a little further apart and bounced it back and forth. At one point, she missed the ball and it rolled a little ways away. She let out the most adorable little giggle, then ran and got it and brought it back to me. She had liked that so much, that I threw it a little ways. She let out the giggle again and ran after the ball and brought it back to me. We continued this way for a while, until a little boy came and grabbed the ball out of her hands. When she tried to take it back, he shoved her onto the ground, causing her to cry. The moment that stands out so much is when I stood up to walk over to her to comfort her and she looked over and saw me. She hopped up and ran over to me and when she got to me she let out the saddest little sound and held her hands up for me to hold her. When I picked her up she layed her head on my shoulder and started sucking her thumb. One of the teachers, who had been punishing the little boy that stole the ball, came over to check on Katie. When she got to us, she offered to take Katie from me, and when she reached for her Katie settled deeper into me and made a noise of distress. It was so sweet! After a few minutes, she calmed down and we started playing again. But then three thirty came and it was time for me to go over to the waddlers. :( When I walked out of the play ground, I looked behind me and Katie was running up to the gate with her arms up! It was so sad! I didn't wanna leave! :(
The waddlers were really cute too, though! But I really hope I get the bears. I mean, I'm sure its just cos I've spent more time with them, and if it had been another group, i'd have some other little kid I'd be attached to. But I still thought that was really cute!
THIS is why the job is better than McDonald's. I'm actually looking forward to work tomorrow. Yeah, that didn't happen too much w/McDonald's.