I was a part-time Instructional Assistant for three years. During my second year working in first grade,
I was offered an opportunity to work full-time with kindergarten in another
school. I accepted the position. During the next two weeks before leaving, I was amazed by both the children and the teacher.
The teacher was a kind, gentle person, except
in her classroom. She had strict rules and
high expectations. She seldom smiled and
rarely expressed genuine approval. When
a child didn’t complete a task as expected, she became impatient and
angry. She sternly reprimanded the child
in front of the class, humiliating the already frustrated child with, “You know
how to do that problem, so write the answer.” Or “You can see how to do
it. Don’t act like you don’t know.” It must have seemed to the children that she
certainly didn’t like them and that they were stupid for not understanding the
question or knowing how to read the directions completely or worse, even stupid for
asking.
As Instructional
Assistant, I worked with specific children on a regular basis teaching basic reading and writing skills. However, I freely loved all the children. On most mornings many of the children came to give me a hug, which smiling, I happily returned.
Often the child shared an incident that
happened the night before or over the weekend.
I received an endless array of pictures the children drew for me, some
even of myself.
While
I openly loved the children, I also supported the strict rules the teacher implemented
in the classroom. It’s important to
children to have consistency. Rules give
children boundaries in which to work and play.
They are reassured and comforted when the adult is in control, as long
as they know the expectations.
During
those last two weeks of my two-month stay in first grade, the children became
busy with my “secret going away party.”
Most of the work was done on the afternoons I wasn’t there. But sometimes I would catch the children
quickly stuffing something in their desk with a devilish grin, hiding a
mysterious treasure when I walked into the room. With great delight they would mention a
picture or writing they were working on and then quickly cover their mouths
because they realized they shared a secret.
With the aid of
the classroom teacher, my send off included a book each of the children had
helped create, gifts, many hugs and a degree of guilt at leaving. The one thing which tugged at my heart most,
however, was the comment the teacher made to me before I left. “These children
love you. If I were to die and never
come back, they wouldn’t care. They
don’t want you to go.”
People
of all ages respond to love and acceptance.
We want others to accept us right where we are despite our
shortcomings. When we know we are loved
we can reciprocate with love. When loved, our self-esteem grows. When self-esteem grows, so does our spirit,
our confidence and our ability to give more of ourselves. While we as a human race respond to love and
acceptance, we also need and respond to rules.
Rules give us boundaries by which we know our limits. Rules when accompanied with love create an
atmosphere in which adults, as well as children, are not only able to give
their best but want to give their best.
I challenge you this week to consider your "love level." Do you love unconditionally like our Lord taught us? I encourage you to accept and love someone today who is not necessarily "lovable." Make a difference in their lives so they "never want you to go away!"
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