Today we celebrated Jr and Fr's birthday together in the usual way. We were three teachers together which rarely happens now. We sang birthday song in both the languages, presented them gifts, clapped their age and then had a grand party. Jr's mother had prepared special chocolate tipped waffle sticks which were yummy beyond expression.
Jr's had special magical relight candles which just wouldn't go off and were emitting tiny sparkles. He was so sure of his capability, he kept blowing hard but finally gave up with an exasperated look on his face which made us laugh so much.
We noticed that despite having his big day, Fr looked unmistakably low and lethargic and not really happy. His mother had told us that his actual birthday was last Saturday, when he had a party and ate a lot of cakes which upset his stomach so much that he was in no condition to celebrate his birthday in school at all even after two days.
His mother had prepared a small chocolate cake with gems sticking on top like colorful polka dots. It looked lovely however when we tasted it we were astounded to find it was so so sugary that there was barely any trace of chocolate left; it tasted sickeningly sugary. What's worse, the middle part of the cake had caramel too!
It is shocking that Fr's mother is always very particular that Fr should not eat too much of sugar. She has several times expressed her concern over our kindergarten's frequent birthday parties as every party means just chocolate, sugar and junk stuff. She has specially instructed us to never let him have juice (no matter if the other children are having it ) and to give him only the tiniest piece of cake during parties. She even brings her own home prepared snack for him as she was not comfortable with the afternoon snack provided by the school which sometimes consist of sweet yogurt, biscuits etc. I could not imagine that she would prepare such a damn sugary cake for his own son. None of the teachers could handle more than a spoonful and nor could the children. Only Mnt ate a good portion while the others just nibbled at it.
Two hours later three of them pooped badly....!
Today, in the morning I met Mnt's mother. Mnt is the little two and a quarter year old child who immigrated to our group together with Nn and Stfn. Stfn used to argue with Mz, My and Stf that Mnt and Nn were so attached to her that they would not be able to stay without her, if she left the baby group. So Stf decided Stfn should bring Mnt and Nn along with her! How stupid! Both Mnt and Nn have been perfectly fine.
Mnt's mother was amazed at the changes in little Mnt. "She is speaking such a lot of English at home now which she had never done before. She says the numbers 1,2,3,..., alphabets, even the days of the week which make us sit up in amazement. It is unbelievable! She keeps singing songs all the time at home and looks forward to coming to school every morning. She talks about you also."
I was very happy at this feed back.
Jr's had special magical relight candles which just wouldn't go off and were emitting tiny sparkles. He was so sure of his capability, he kept blowing hard but finally gave up with an exasperated look on his face which made us laugh so much.
We noticed that despite having his big day, Fr looked unmistakably low and lethargic and not really happy. His mother had told us that his actual birthday was last Saturday, when he had a party and ate a lot of cakes which upset his stomach so much that he was in no condition to celebrate his birthday in school at all even after two days.
His mother had prepared a small chocolate cake with gems sticking on top like colorful polka dots. It looked lovely however when we tasted it we were astounded to find it was so so sugary that there was barely any trace of chocolate left; it tasted sickeningly sugary. What's worse, the middle part of the cake had caramel too!
It is shocking that Fr's mother is always very particular that Fr should not eat too much of sugar. She has several times expressed her concern over our kindergarten's frequent birthday parties as every party means just chocolate, sugar and junk stuff. She has specially instructed us to never let him have juice (no matter if the other children are having it ) and to give him only the tiniest piece of cake during parties. She even brings her own home prepared snack for him as she was not comfortable with the afternoon snack provided by the school which sometimes consist of sweet yogurt, biscuits etc. I could not imagine that she would prepare such a damn sugary cake for his own son. None of the teachers could handle more than a spoonful and nor could the children. Only Mnt ate a good portion while the others just nibbled at it.
Two hours later three of them pooped badly....!
Today, in the morning I met Mnt's mother. Mnt is the little two and a quarter year old child who immigrated to our group together with Nn and Stfn. Stfn used to argue with Mz, My and Stf that Mnt and Nn were so attached to her that they would not be able to stay without her, if she left the baby group. So Stf decided Stfn should bring Mnt and Nn along with her! How stupid! Both Mnt and Nn have been perfectly fine.
Mnt's mother was amazed at the changes in little Mnt. "She is speaking such a lot of English at home now which she had never done before. She says the numbers 1,2,3,..., alphabets, even the days of the week which make us sit up in amazement. It is unbelievable! She keeps singing songs all the time at home and looks forward to coming to school every morning. She talks about you also."
I was very happy at this feed back.
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