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Dave: AKA Classroom Helper Extraordinaire...

Today Dave ventured into Erik's class as a classroom helper. I have to say, he is braver than me! I'm awfully shy about the idea of going into the boys' classes... Erik had let us off the hook early in the year by saying he really didn't want us to be classroom helpers, but just recently he'd changed his mind. Because I have Bryn, who, no doubt would be a distraction in the classroom, I'd said I really couldn't come into the classroom. So, Dave offered to do the job.

I projected a bit of anxiety onto Dave (my own performance anxiety), but you know what? Dave had a ball! I'd thought he might be a bit out of his element, being that he isn't all that into kids, but he REALLY enjoyed himself and has been relating anecdotes to me since I got home! He says, some of the kids in the class were so sweet, he felt if you blew gently on them they're just float away... Some spoke in such soft voices he couldn't possibly hear them, and had to get down on his knees to get close enough (quite a committment on his arthritic part!)...

He said NOTHING gets past Mrs P (the teacher of the other class that shares the double room, the teacher I had instantly liked at orientation and had WISHED one of my kids would end up get - she has a great pressence, but is simultaneously gentle and respectful with the kids)... He said Ms B. was much quieter and he sensed this was because she was quite a bit younger, and the kids were far more informal around her.

He was immediately set to task by Mrs P. cutting stuff out while the kids did a listening activity. Then he was set up at a table helping some kids write out clues about sea creatures. He was really buzzing about the kids work, his whole face so light up. He thought their various writing forms were fascinating, and seeing all the differing skill levels too...

I think this classroom helper thing is great for Dave. It's been 30 years since he was in a classroom, and so this is a great opportunity for him see how things work now, and to gain an understanding of the experiences Erik and Luey have...

I'm most impressed with how excited he was about the experience, he really got into it! I'm very proud of him - oh and there was a mum from the other class also helping, and she was really pleased to see "a dad" in the classroom! I hope this is something we can do again...

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HipbubbyMama said…
Cool! I did classroom helpers last week, I expected to find it a chore but it was really quite fun! Tomorrow I'm doing PMP which stands for perceptual motor program and is kinda like gymbaroo for big kids lol. I think they've put me on that so Sienna can participate! She LOVES school btw she is TOTALLY ready to go to school herself. Shame she's only 2.. LOL
Leah said…
what a great post, I can imagine Dave sitting in the classroom doing his cutting out!! :) And it makes me excited about going to Audrey's school too!! :)
Stitch Sista said…
Oh that's great!

Yeah it's funny isn't it...I always say DH doesn't fancy child rearing, but in terms of being around and relating to kids he is just awesome, and seems to be way easier in their presence than I am!
Sif said…
Yep, Rach, that's pretty much my experiemce, too. Dave has always been the one to sit down and play with the kids. When he was telling me about what he did yesterday and what the kids said and what he said, he was actually beaming, and he was saying and doing all the "right" things - from my teacher's perspective, hehehe...

I'm glad I didn't see, I'd probably want another baby with him EVEN more if I had, hahaha!

Funny thing though, I asked him if he'd do it again any time soon, and he kind of hedged on that, saying Luey wanted him to do it in his classroom, so he'd do that, but not sounding like he would be doing it in Erik's class again any time soon. I wonder if he feels it was a once of thing that Erik and Luey asked him to do, so he did it, but it's not something he'd be interested in doing unless they specifically asked him to.

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