Today we had a project day. The children of all the groups were mixed together and formed into small groups and then certain experiments were done in front of the children with water.
I did an experiment with ice explaining how water becomes ice and vice versa. We heated up ice to turn it into water. Another experiment which I did was to demonstrate that heavy things sinks in water and light things float.
I learnt with some amusement that Mz's group did an experiment by coating their finger tip in pepper powder and dipping it in a dish full of soap water which makes a line of pepper powder in water that follows your finger.
Really? It sounded more like a fun activity rather than an experiment to demonstrate a science principle. Couldn't she think of some more meaningful experiment..
When the project was over, both Mz and My dished out a lavish looking hard laminated and colored certificates with the name of the child written on it explaining the experiment in full detail and even had diagrams! These certificates were given only to those children who had been with them in their room. Means the children who were with us or with Mk were not given any which would make the parents think that maybe we didn't do any thing only My and Mz did.
I, Cl and Mk were so angry; we all talked together that it was so so so mean of them! It was Mz and My who discussed in the meeting that we were going to have experiment with water in project day. Nobody breathed a word about giving a certificate also. And why the hell a certificate should be given for a simple class/group activity? Just because Mz and My don't do anything with the children and if they do something once in 365 days they badly need to shout about it from the roof top? Isn't it just plain farce or a bland show off?
Today since we had to mix all the children up, our group had 3-4 children from My's group, Mk's group and Mz's group including 3/4 of our own children. We noticed that our own children and our last years children said Hello, Guten Morgen, Good morning, Fine, Thank you etc nicely whereas the other children whom we hadn't taught, didn't say so. A very peculiar thing is, my group is the only one that says "Fine, Thank you." to the polite question"How are you?" All the other children of the school, including Mz's group which has big children merely say," Fine." or "Good". They haven't been taught to say "Fine, Thank you" which is the standard polite form.
Today Ls mother left Luis with us but remained outside our room for a long time trying to listen if Ls was screaming which she believed he will and he didn't.
I instructed her to come at 1.30 pm to pick him up. I was somewhat sure he wouldn't sleep easily but I had to try. The whole day he was fine; he played and enjoyed and did get nervous whenever I happened to leave him but that was all. He even ate well enough. When I took him for sleeping he started screaming and jumping out of his bed but was soon quiet. He lay down quietly and eventually fell asleep.
The mother had a hard time believing me. She kept on asking me how much did he cry and for how long? How did he fall asleep?, Was he asking for her? What were his activities?, How long did he sleep?She asked me the same questions again and again and with such a wondrous expressions in her eyes that I was ready to faint now. My tongue started reeling because I was tired of telling her the same things again and again and again.
"Don't you believe me?"
"Yes. It is hard for me to believe because at home putting him to sleep is a herculean task. He has never slept without me beside him and only I can make him go to sleep with such an effort everyday. It is almost impossible for me to believe that he went to sleep without any trouble and slept for so long."
When she finally left Ls gave me plenty of smiles, a couple of flying kisses and even a hug. He went away smiling as sweetly as an angel. One hour of sleep had fully refreshed him...and made his mother go out of her mind. She was still incredulous that whatever I had told her was indeed true.
"If I become a mother like her and behave like she behaves," Said Asy, "then you should give me one tight slap across my cheeks - no words - just one slap!"
I did an experiment with ice explaining how water becomes ice and vice versa. We heated up ice to turn it into water. Another experiment which I did was to demonstrate that heavy things sinks in water and light things float.
I learnt with some amusement that Mz's group did an experiment by coating their finger tip in pepper powder and dipping it in a dish full of soap water which makes a line of pepper powder in water that follows your finger.
Really? It sounded more like a fun activity rather than an experiment to demonstrate a science principle. Couldn't she think of some more meaningful experiment..
When the project was over, both Mz and My dished out a lavish looking hard laminated and colored certificates with the name of the child written on it explaining the experiment in full detail and even had diagrams! These certificates were given only to those children who had been with them in their room. Means the children who were with us or with Mk were not given any which would make the parents think that maybe we didn't do any thing only My and Mz did.
I, Cl and Mk were so angry; we all talked together that it was so so so mean of them! It was Mz and My who discussed in the meeting that we were going to have experiment with water in project day. Nobody breathed a word about giving a certificate also. And why the hell a certificate should be given for a simple class/group activity? Just because Mz and My don't do anything with the children and if they do something once in 365 days they badly need to shout about it from the roof top? Isn't it just plain farce or a bland show off?
Today since we had to mix all the children up, our group had 3-4 children from My's group, Mk's group and Mz's group including 3/4 of our own children. We noticed that our own children and our last years children said Hello, Guten Morgen, Good morning, Fine, Thank you etc nicely whereas the other children whom we hadn't taught, didn't say so. A very peculiar thing is, my group is the only one that says "Fine, Thank you." to the polite question"How are you?" All the other children of the school, including Mz's group which has big children merely say," Fine." or "Good". They haven't been taught to say "Fine, Thank you" which is the standard polite form.
Today Ls mother left Luis with us but remained outside our room for a long time trying to listen if Ls was screaming which she believed he will and he didn't.
I instructed her to come at 1.30 pm to pick him up. I was somewhat sure he wouldn't sleep easily but I had to try. The whole day he was fine; he played and enjoyed and did get nervous whenever I happened to leave him but that was all. He even ate well enough. When I took him for sleeping he started screaming and jumping out of his bed but was soon quiet. He lay down quietly and eventually fell asleep.
The mother had a hard time believing me. She kept on asking me how much did he cry and for how long? How did he fall asleep?, Was he asking for her? What were his activities?, How long did he sleep?She asked me the same questions again and again and with such a wondrous expressions in her eyes that I was ready to faint now. My tongue started reeling because I was tired of telling her the same things again and again and again.
"Don't you believe me?"
"Yes. It is hard for me to believe because at home putting him to sleep is a herculean task. He has never slept without me beside him and only I can make him go to sleep with such an effort everyday. It is almost impossible for me to believe that he went to sleep without any trouble and slept for so long."
When she finally left Ls gave me plenty of smiles, a couple of flying kisses and even a hug. He went away smiling as sweetly as an angel. One hour of sleep had fully refreshed him...and made his mother go out of her mind. She was still incredulous that whatever I had told her was indeed true.
"If I become a mother like her and behave like she behaves," Said Asy, "then you should give me one tight slap across my cheeks - no words - just one slap!"
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