Hello Great Ones,
While the Bible, Holy Spirit, family, and friends, have and continue to provide me great comfort and encouragement as I embark on a new, "post Rochelle," life I want to also pay tribute to my kindergarten kids. I had never taught kindergarten until I came to Hong Kong and my principal assured me that they would be no problem, easy peesy. Still I was kind of nervous. They are so small and hyper! So with a small lump in my throat I accepted the fact that I would have to teach 4 different kindergarten classes every second school day. I still remember my first day with them. I was not sure who was more scared, me or the little ones who barely come up to my waist. Well all fears evaporated during a game of, "red light/ green light." We had a great time and at the end of the 25 minute class several of the little ones hugged my leg in gratitude for the fun they had.
And so it has been since day one. The kids love PE and they love when I throw a ball high into the sky or throw up several coloured skipping ropes at the same time, "looks like fireworks," or when I make a hula hoop spin backwards to me. They love tag and movement.
I love their love of life, I am amazed at how much faith and trust they have in me. I love how transparent they are. They certainly express their feelings well. They are fun to watch and their smiles, humour, and genuine joy (most of the time) has lifted me out of sad, post Rochelle doldrums countless times. Kindergarten PE has been a great anti-depressent for me.
The most difficult aspect about Kindergarten PE, however, has been remembering names such as: Speekle, Acquila, Chak Fung, Pun Lap, Rutta, Arella, Kam Ching, Rie, and every third boy being named Ryan or Jordan. The kids have had trouble with my name as well. I have been called everything from Mr. Buttwheel, to Butbell. Thankfully they are cute and just have trouble with pronunciation at times. The kids are also pretty amazing in that they all can speak Chinese and English. Some can speak more than that as well. As a rule we are only allowed to speak English at my school, no Chinese allowed, and it is kind of funny when a kindergarten tattles on another, "Jordan was speaking Chineeeeeeeessse." Oh boy.
Finally my fridge is covered with pictures that the kinders have drawn for me. One of the kids drew some pictures of airplanes and wrote, " Mr. Budwill God loves you." Yeah He certainly does for letting me have some time with Kindergarten kids.
Love adios and peng on,
Dirk
While the Bible, Holy Spirit, family, and friends, have and continue to provide me great comfort and encouragement as I embark on a new, "post Rochelle," life I want to also pay tribute to my kindergarten kids. I had never taught kindergarten until I came to Hong Kong and my principal assured me that they would be no problem, easy peesy. Still I was kind of nervous. They are so small and hyper! So with a small lump in my throat I accepted the fact that I would have to teach 4 different kindergarten classes every second school day. I still remember my first day with them. I was not sure who was more scared, me or the little ones who barely come up to my waist. Well all fears evaporated during a game of, "red light/ green light." We had a great time and at the end of the 25 minute class several of the little ones hugged my leg in gratitude for the fun they had.
And so it has been since day one. The kids love PE and they love when I throw a ball high into the sky or throw up several coloured skipping ropes at the same time, "looks like fireworks," or when I make a hula hoop spin backwards to me. They love tag and movement.
I love their love of life, I am amazed at how much faith and trust they have in me. I love how transparent they are. They certainly express their feelings well. They are fun to watch and their smiles, humour, and genuine joy (most of the time) has lifted me out of sad, post Rochelle doldrums countless times. Kindergarten PE has been a great anti-depressent for me.
The most difficult aspect about Kindergarten PE, however, has been remembering names such as: Speekle, Acquila, Chak Fung, Pun Lap, Rutta, Arella, Kam Ching, Rie, and every third boy being named Ryan or Jordan. The kids have had trouble with my name as well. I have been called everything from Mr. Buttwheel, to Butbell. Thankfully they are cute and just have trouble with pronunciation at times. The kids are also pretty amazing in that they all can speak Chinese and English. Some can speak more than that as well. As a rule we are only allowed to speak English at my school, no Chinese allowed, and it is kind of funny when a kindergarten tattles on another, "Jordan was speaking Chineeeeeeeessse." Oh boy.
Finally my fridge is covered with pictures that the kinders have drawn for me. One of the kids drew some pictures of airplanes and wrote, " Mr. Budwill God loves you." Yeah He certainly does for letting me have some time with Kindergarten kids.
Love adios and peng on,
Dirk
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