During a full day of storytelling yesterday, my second assembly was attended by 175 kindergarten students. After an hour of sitting in the gym listening to a variety of stories, the teachers lined up their students and began leading them back to their classrooms. As the lines of 4 and 5 year olds slowly snaked their way out of the gym, I overheard the most extraordinary sentence that could only be spoken in a nursery school or a kindergarten class, with the exception, my husband added, of a senior’s nursing home. A young student teacher noticed that the end of her line was not moving because two small boys were frozen in place in what could only be described as a stand up wrestling match. One boy had the neck of his classmate’s shirt in his mouth and his pants were half way down his backside. The 19 year old student teacher, seemingly experienced with suchshenanigans, looked at the tableaux and said in a bored voice, “Pull up your pants and get back in line.”
I’m so grateful that I get to witness these moments and wonder what tomorrow will bring.