Over half of my class is English as a Second Language. Some children speak no English at all. Some children are deaf and non-verbal. My kids and their families speak Spanish, Arabic, Swahili, Kwai Kwai, Karen, and many others. We also use frequent sign language to help communicate needs. This has all been a challenge for me because I know very little sign, but I am learning.
Thankfully, a good majority of my ESL students do speak Spanish. I can speak moderate Spanish and at least get the main ideas across. Instead of "I love you" these kids get "Te amo." One little girl today said, "Te amo MUCHO" and stretched her arms out wide. They are very sweet and it's very funny to hear them attempt to say Miss Minsterman. Unfortuntely because of the ESL population I have to send all notes home in both English and Spanish (those families who speak other languages must fend for themselves!) This means all my newsletters, reminders, etc. need to be done 2-3 days in advance to allow time for translation.
This week has been filled with laughter, joy, frustration, and exhaustion. And although most of the children in my school suffer from poverty and many do not get enough food at home, they are amazing, resilient kids who love to come to school. This week my goal was to hug each one as they got off the bus, tell them I love them and I'm glad they are here and to hug each one as they leave and tell them I love them and I'll see them soon. This didn't happen on the first day of school and I was devestated. Now that we're into more of a routine the kids are getting the hang of it. 8:10 am and 3:00 pm are my favorite times of the day. I am so happy to see them arrive in the morning and very happy to see them off in the afternoon! I think Christopher and I will hold off on kids for awhile after we get married!!
My favorite moments from the week: one little girl with pigtails that jumps up and down and says, "I come back tomorrow. I come to school! I come to school tomorrow!!!" This is the same child who, during our fire drill discussion this morning, raised her hands and told me she and her mama had seen fireworks too! Oh the language barrier. When asked what we do if the fire alarm sounds (stay together, mouths closed, ears open, eyes on the teacher), one munchkin said, "Keep your shoes on." Solid advice right there. Solid. One little man lost his very first tooth today after school. He carried an envelope around with him all day just in case and it started bleeding at dismissal. His mother emailed me an hour later and said that it had fallen out. What a big week! Another little guy with special needs spent Tuesday morning in the hallway screaming, "I want Miss Minsterman's choo choo train!" Later that day, we found him eating crumbs off the floor in Spanish. He was getting very antsy so I took him into the hallway for a walk. I asked him how he could make better choices and he responded, "When your birthday? I throw you a spiderman birthday party." Sweeeeeet.
I'm sure this year will be filled with stories galore! Hooray! Oh, and pray that I find an abundance of patience.