Jul 30, 2007 13:09
Firstly a fun quote which would probably have been much better if you're were there:
As I'm sure most of you probably already know I work in a child care centre. The children come out with some good ones sometimes. I think my favourite ever will be when I heard about what one child said after being told that Louise (one of my fellow workers and now left the centre) was Pregnant. She told them all she had a baby in her stomach. His reply: "Did you eat it?". So so literal, I love it.
Well I was sitting with the children playing with the play dough the other day (Which incidentally is a positively lovely colour. When you give children lovely rainbow playdough and enough time to blend all the colours together, you end up with lovely suspicious looking messes on the floors). Well I'm sure you've all seen children do things like fill a cup with sand or dirt, and tell you it's a cup of tea, Or a plate of something is cake. They have glorious imaginations. Well they do the same with play dough, so when I was shown a little cup thing full of play dough the other day and given a mumbled explanation I didnt understand, I naturally assumed this is what the little 2 year old was doing, so I ask "What's that? What have you got in your cup?". She turns to me with the most wonderful look on her face as if to say "What are you stupid or something?", and with a voice full of her belief that the answer is obvious, says "Play dough". She probably wondered why I laughed so much. I love 'em. They're all so gorgeous.
Anyone figured out yet how much I love my job? There are things in my work place that I do not like one little bit. The way things are done sometimes, or the way some of the people talk like it's just a job, and their convenience is what matters, not the children. Our recent staffing situation which left us run off our feet for a week was not fun either. But when I think of these things, All I really need to think of is the smiles on the children's faces when they see me, or what it's like to get a huge hug from a 2 year old who just wants to know they are cared for and loved by the people around them. I need to remember what suchandsuch wasn't doing developmentally just last week that they can do now, and the absolute wonder that it is to watch a child develop at such a rapid pace, from tiny baby to walking and talking happily so shortly afterwards, to so grown up and ready for school at just 5 years old, and the semi-sad semi-excited time when we watch them leave our care and move on to the next stage of their life. When I think of all these things I also think of how I helped guide them through all these. I provided learning opportunities for them which helped them move through the developmental stages. I provided a hug when they needed it, or a stern word to help them learn what is not ok, so that they may become better adults. I think of all these things and I know that while I may change workplaces I can't see a reason why I would leave this field of work. What else could be more rewarding for me? What else would I love more? At this point in time the answer to those question is:
Nothing!