Parent Tea

This morning I was able to attend a Parent Tea at Lucas’s kindergarten. They hold these teas about once a month and the point of them is twofold, I think: 1) it gives the children an opportunity to invite their parents into the classroom and see what they play/work with, who they play/work with, and what they are experiencing, and 2) it gives the parents the opportunity to peek behind the wizard’s curtain and reaffirm that they’re happy to be paying so much dough for private school.

So, from 8:20 a.m. to 8:45 a.m. I was in Lucas’s classroom, along with a crowd of other kids and parents. It was far too noisy with all those people for my taste, but so far I do like the kids and most of the other parents. Anyway, Lucas introduced me to Teeny Tiny the Turtle, played with stacking gnomes with me, and led me to the red carpet for circle time. Circle time is the best! It melts my heart and makes me feel full of hope again. I don’t know the songs yet, but the children do. The two teachers lead the singing and hand motions to go with the songs. They invoked the light fairies to come and the angels to protect them. Then, the teachers politely asked the big people to leave.

Here’s a poem Lucas taught us today:

I dance with the flowers.
I sing with the sun.
My warmth I give to everyone.

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