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Yesterday was Parents' Day for my preschool, so all the teachers, kids and their families gathered in a local park for a morning of fun and games. The weather was glorious, the kids were excited, and everyone had a grand time. After we finished lunch, I noticed one of my afternoon class students playing in the park with some friends, so I called out his name as he ran past me. Skidding to a stop, he looked at me in astonishment and squeaked out, "Doushite wakaru no?!" When I pushed up my sunglasses, his face did the most hilarious transformation to an "OMG I just ran into my English teacher outside school!" expression.
Actually, what was even funnier was how last Friday, I reminded the kids that we'd all be seeing each other Sunday. "Why Sunday?!" they wanted to know. I explained that we were having a special activity Sunday morning so their mummies and daddies and brothers and sisters could come a play games and have a picnic with them. Hyo thought this over for a minute, then looked troubled.
"But... But Kamen Rider Decade is on Sunday! D:"
One of my students, Leo, is an only child on whom his parents, grandparents and aunts dote like there's no tomorrow. He doesn't come to preschool on Fridays because he's started going to a prep school. For kindergarten*. He's three and a half years old. Apparently, the prep school classes consist mostly of having the kids practice sitting quietly at their desks and not touch papers or pencils handed out to them until the teacher says they can. Why don't they just call it obedience training?
As usual, having actual sewing "jobs" is making me fantasize about all the other things I could be sewing for myself. Because when I don't have anything lined up, I'm too lazy, but now? My brain is just about bursting with ideas. I suppose it wouldn't be too much to make myself a scarf, right? I'd just need to cut it out and change the serger thread. :3
Yoshi, let's costumes! :D
* It's a private kindergarten that receives over 500 applications a year... for 40 spots. @_@;;;
Actually, what was even funnier was how last Friday, I reminded the kids that we'd all be seeing each other Sunday. "Why Sunday?!" they wanted to know. I explained that we were having a special activity Sunday morning so their mummies and daddies and brothers and sisters could come a play games and have a picnic with them. Hyo thought this over for a minute, then looked troubled.
"But... But Kamen Rider Decade is on Sunday! D:"
One of my students, Leo, is an only child on whom his parents, grandparents and aunts dote like there's no tomorrow. He doesn't come to preschool on Fridays because he's started going to a prep school. For kindergarten*. He's three and a half years old. Apparently, the prep school classes consist mostly of having the kids practice sitting quietly at their desks and not touch papers or pencils handed out to them until the teacher says they can. Why don't they just call it obedience training?
As usual, having actual sewing "jobs" is making me fantasize about all the other things I could be sewing for myself. Because when I don't have anything lined up, I'm too lazy, but now? My brain is just about bursting with ideas. I suppose it wouldn't be too much to make myself a scarf, right? I'd just need to cut it out and change the serger thread. :3
Yoshi, let's costumes! :D
* It's a private kindergarten that receives over 500 applications a year... for 40 spots. @_@;;;
