Y Daycare

So, on April 10th, 2012, I made a post about my work experience class at the Y daycare. Here is an update on how that is going. I still love it there; the kids get so excited when I arrive at the daycare around 2:45pm everyday. There are parts that I could do without. Like, when the kids think they don't have to listen to me when I ask them to do something.

 One example of what has happened while I was at the daycare. Yesterday, a 4-year-old boy spit me at because I asked him to not push another little boy. He didn't think I had the right to ask him to stop, so, he decided to spit and curse at me. Like really, a four year old should not be doing either of these. I was surprised when I heard the things that came out of his mouth. Of course I didn't get mad. I tried to calm him down so I could talk to him. One of the other teachers there came over when she heard and saw what he did. She took him inside to calm him down. When his mom came to pick him up, one of the teachers told his mom what he did and she said that it was fine because he does that at home. This made my mad but I didn't show it. Like really, it's ok that your son is swearing and spiting at people? He may do it at home but he is not allowed to do it at daycare. The other kids don't need to hear this kind of stuff. 

Another example that I could do without is when the kids cry. Today, while we were outside, I was playing with this 18-month-old girl named Sophia. I turned away for a second to talk to another little girl. When I turned back, I saw Sophia was standing on the pavement and crying. I made my way over to her and her older sister, Mia, came running over to me and told me that Sophia was bleeding. I rushed over to her and only saw a bit of bleed on her forehead. One of the other teachers came over and picked her up. When Sophia’s back was towards me, I saw that the back of her head was gushing with blood. The teacher took her inside to clean her up and returned with an ice pack to put on her head. Sophia was crying and not wanting to keep the ice pack on her head. She motioned for me to take her, so I placed her on my lap and she allowed me to put the ice pack on her head. A few minutes later, she didn't want it anymore so I decided that I should try to distract her. I took her over to the slide she loves to go down, and she forgot about what had happened. 

The kids at the daycare seem to cry a lot. Maybe it is become they are only little but they seem to like to hurt each other. I have several kids each day come up to me and say that someone hurt them. 

An example of this is, I had a boy come up to me and tell me that one of the girls bit him on his arm. I went over to the little girl and asked her why she did that. She told me that the boy had pushed him and made her bump her head. 

I'm making the Y daycare kids sound like they are all bad. But truthfully, the children are 95% of the time good. 

I will be sad when my work experience is over at the beginning of June. I plan on talking to the director of the daycare about possibly working there in the summer. The kids love me and it sounds like the other teachers would like if I would come there in the summer. I will have to just wait and see.