Sunday, November 16, 2008

My Seven.

Today was my first day to fill my new roll of Sunbeam-Assistant. (Assistant not Teacher.) I was excited, I suppose. I love kids. I mean, when you have thirteen siblings you just kind of have to. As I have said before, this isn't my first calling where I work with kids. I assisted in the nursery. All two year olds, a lot of two year olds. But you must understand, Sunbeams are different. A whole two years different. I wasn't too worried. The kids would be more mature and respectful, of that I was sure. Being an assistant to the Sunbeams would be a cinch.

Well, there I was in Sacrament Meeting enjoying the prelude music and just minding my own business, when who should come along? -The Primary President. To my horror I was informed that the Sunbeam teacher was not present today -that I would be the teacher and not the assistant. Ugh. All those kids, all on my own. ...It wasn't bad actually. For the most part my Sunbeams just sat there in there little (actually it was a rather large) half circle and stared at me. They were very well behaved. For the most part. I had seven kids. Three girls and four boys.

As I have discovered in the past, with others classes and my own classes, there is always that one child who has to be talking all the time. Who has to be sure and touch everything they're not suppose to. Who just slides right out of the chair as soon as they sit down. One who always has their hand raised whether or not you asked a question. Yeah. There's one in every class. I simply had the good fortunate of getting two. Yeesh.

The children where amazing during class! They all sat down, listened to the lesson, colored their little pictures, and did an excellent job with the activity. These kids where amazing! ...It's just, when you have seven four year olds their attention never sticks in any place longer than a few seconds. Primary was the tough part. I lost a few kids as we made our way to the Primary room two doors down. I ended up having to practically strap one of them on my lap, while another insisted that he did NOT wish to fold his arms and that there was no way I was going to make him. It wasn't bad. I actually had a very enjoyable day. My class even won one of the reverentest class trophies! How cool is that??

It was funny, just before having to "practically strap one of the kids to my lap" we had an interesting conversation. I don't think she had ever seen braces before, that is, she was very surprised to see them on my teeth. She stared at them wide eyed with her mouth ajar. "Your teeth," she sounded almost breath taken, "they're so beautiful!" Well, I certainly didn't think they were beautiful. So I asked her, why do you say that? "Because they're blue and sparkly!" After that she just kept trying to touch them. It was very weird, I couldn't help but to laugh. That's when I had to hold her still. She just kept trying to stick her finger in my mouth! Anyway, I just thought it would be good to tell you how my first day in my new calling went. I will survive!

4 comments:

Mike and Marisa Compton said...

hahaha Sunbeams are great. Sarah has some funny stories about that age group too. I taught sunbeams in our last ward for a while. My sunbeams always pretended to be cats. EVERY SUNDAY! And I could never wear jewelery of ANY kind cause they'd always play with it. Even my rings. But you're right. They are very sweet. crazy...but sweet.

Hannah Maree said...

Ha ha, I love that braces story! One of my seven-year-olds loved to play with my locket. I had to stop wearing it to church, because she wouldn't leave it alone. I swear, the CTR 7s were NEVER that well behaved! Maybe, you're just a better teacher....

Laura Willis said...

That was cute. I think you have pretty teeth.

Meredith said...

Oh my goodness! I'm so glad you survived!!!! I'm so sorry I wasn't there, Logan and I were both sicky sicks! Sounds like you did a great job, though. Our class is great (for the most part).