Today was second day “training” at mother’s preschool. For some reason, am absolutely mega chill about whole thing. Normally, if one were to embark upon some metamorphosis sort of journey, one gets all nervous and stuff. But not me. Am quite zen.
So there are a couple of insanely adorable kids at the school. Am only hoping that my own kids at future school would be adorable, as of course it would make job more fun, but if my kids were non-adorable that would be fine, too.
Just kidding, I’d be a little heartbroken.
JUST KIDDING ALL KIDS ARE CUTE.
Imagine if I had a student as adorable as Prince George. I’d be like “HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO NOT PLAY FAVOURITES?!” and just have a fit every day because he is just that cute. It would be quite difficult. Like I’d pay so much attention to PG that he’d be writing his name within a couple of weeks while the rest of my students are stuck at “A” and staring at the wall. My wall full of transportation-themed cutouts.
Anyways, back to real life. So I’ve been helping out with the kids’ reading. There’s this autistic kid (Carson, I think, is his name) who’s, like, completely just out of it, you know? Like he’s always off in one corner, completely just not paying attention to any of the lessons. And then my mom reviews his reading (there’s flash cards and the kids read the cards) and WHAT THE ACTUAL SHIT. HE READS SO WELL. Carson has rickroll’d me. Autistic kids are so mega chill. #spiritanimal
In other news, my mom’s school is doing Frozen as a school play. “Play” would be an overstatement because these are preschool kids and most of them barely have hand-eye coordination. But have you ever noticed that the dumber kids act/look, the cuter they are?! AAAAAAAAAA.
Think am going to have problems educating as will always be distracted by cuteness.
Absolutely none of my students is allowed to be this cute otherwise I’m just going to be completely useless.
Am chronicling new life shenanigans. Be enticed by Prince George pics.
to look life in the face… always to look life in the face, and to know it for what it is. At last, to know it, to love it for what it is, and then… to put it away. Leonard… always the years between us, always the years… always… the love… always… the hours.