Describe any special experiences you have had with each of your children or any children ~Family History Tuesday~

My husband and I have been asked to teach a group of 7-year-old children in our Church.  What an experience! I'm still learning how to be a loving, caring teacher.  Sometimes I struggle with that because I want to have order, structure, rules and I forget about the loving, caring and compassionate part of being a Teacher.

The kids always surprise me when they are so helpful, kind, open and loving to us, people they barely know.

There was this time when the kids just wanted to laugh, play and be funny during class. We were exhausted by the time we got home.  I just wanted to lie down in silence. Then a few days later we find a note taped to our front door:

Once after class, my husband and I were talking about a particular child being bossy and wanting things to be their way and not taking the feelings of the other kids into consideration.  We attributed this to the child being the oldest in their family of 3 younger siblings.  Then during that week we come home from work and find this:

And then, just this past Sunday, we got a new group of 7-year-old children.  As we asked each one of them questions to get to know them a little better, one of the girls jumped up and dug around in her purse and pulled out and presented me with this:

Then just as class was ending, the same little girl made my husband promise to stick around for awhile until she returned.  Several minutes later she happily presented my husband with a large, poster-sized paper.  It was rolled up and tied with string and she ran off as we had to shout our thanks after her.  We couldn't wait to unroll the treasure:

“Grown-ups never understand anything by themselves, and it is tiresome for children to be always and forever explaining things to them” 
― Antoine de Saint-Exupéry

“The soul is healed by being with children.” 
― Fyodor Dostoyevsky

“A baby is God's opinion that the world should go on.” 
         -Carl Sandburg

 
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Brother

Have I told you that I go to church every Sunday?  I do.

My husband and I have been asked to teach a group of 3-year-olds.  So every Sunday we come prepared to teach a short lesson to them and play, eat, sing, talk, read and love them. It is the best fun ever! Their favorite time is at the end when we set up our mechanical bubble blower. Just press the button and instant globes of soap hurl themselves in the air.

At Church we call each other Brother Smith or Sister Jones (depending on what your last name is).  So, I decided I would call my husband "Brother Smith" during our time with the children.

One of the little boys in our class lives right across the street from us.  Whenever we see him we wave and loudly yell "Hello Isaac!"

The other day when my husband was outside in the front yard, Isaac's mother and Isaac came up to him to say hello.  Then she explained how every time Isaac sees him he tells her that he has to go out to see Brother.

So cute. I love those kids :)


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