Today I ended up with a single kid in my pre-kinder class.
A single two year old boy.
A single practically pre-verbal (in any language) two year old boy.
For 45 minutes.
We had a blast!
I had prepared a Richard Scarry Big Book, playdough, kitchen toys, blocks, matchbox cars, balloons and a bag for hiding things in.
Well, turns out my little friend had never seen playdough before and was very unsure of it.
With only one kid I put out every activity at the start of class. It was kiddie heaven with something in each corner of the room and a couple of random islands of fun to boot.
Balloons was a hoot and we bounced them off our heads and noses and elbows and hands and he just squealed with laughter the whole time.
Blocks and the Big book went well.
We ended up going back to the playdough a few times but it never really took off.
And the bulk of the non-balloon time? Roller blinds!
He was amazed at the roller blind. We did 'Up? pull, pull, pull- hello flowers! Down? pull, pull, pull, goodbye flowers' over and over and over again. And he was so excited he kept jumping up and down and spinning around and just squealing with delight.
Over a roller blind.
Ahhhh... seriously I love teaching little kids- the responses are so real, so immediate and so effervescent....
The joy is really infectious.
If only the maladies weren't, too.