Sunday, January 10, 2010

Why Do Things Have to Change?

They've changed my class at church. 

And I'm sad.

I know, I complained an awful lot to be sad.

But there are three of them that I miss so much, I actually cried on Sunday when I saw them with their new teachers.  I was jealous.

And then I looked at my new crop of three-year-olds.

Ten of them.

All I could think was how much I don't want to get to know them.

Isn't that horrible?!

Like, I just barely figured out what threats worked with the previous class after nine long months of study.  I don't want to figure out these new kids.  I don't want to go through the entire process of teaching them that they have to sit in their chairs during church.  And that if they hit another kid, I'm going to encourage that kid to hit them right back.

There are two little boys with the same name.  Bless their hearts, both of them always think they're in trouble because of how often we have to say the name.  One of them's a little snuggle bunny, though, and you know how much I love the snugglers.

The Snuggle Bunny has a twin sister who actually let me comfort her after, as she said, "the bathroom stall door attacked her".

Sigh.  Sad endings lead to new beginnings. 

I'm not so sure I'm a fan of either one.

4 comments:

Kristina P. said...

I'm sure you will grow to love them!

Krista said...

hello...i just read your comment on Teagan's blog and had to say I love what you told her...it spoke right to me too. I have been married for 2 years and just had a little girl, and it is hard being married after leaning to live well as a single independent person. We just started a new chapter in our lives where my husband is a student again and I am a stay at home mom...it is just weird and I am still trying to get used to it....

but to really comment on your post here, I was the primary music person a year ago, and I cried when they released me, and was jealous of the new person that got to hang out with the kids. I felt like I had finally gotten used to the kids and really learned how to work with them.

Krista (byu geology friend of Teagan's)

Nick, Kristen, Kaysen, Breklyn and Brayden said...

Bless you! I only have one Sunbeam and I don't know what I would do with a bunch of them for a couple hours a week. I do have to say that before being a mom I didn't really care much about Primary. I knew that it was good for the children but really what can they teach a 1 1/2 year to a 5 year old? Do they sit still? Do they listen? Those where my thoughts before. Now that I am a mommy and I have a child in Primary I am so thankful for those people that are so great with my child. I haven't been too impressed with Kaysen's Sunbeam teacher. I don't think she is prepared, I know she doesn't want to be there (she says so every week), I don't think she takes it serious at all. Me I think it is so important to his growing little mind. He knows what is being said and he gets it. So I know you will get to know these children and you will love them. I am sure it hard being moved but the Lord knows what he is doing!

You are wonderful and this might just prepare you that much more for being a mommy! You will do great at both!

Rondi said...

I know that Gabi is very upset to no longer have you as a teacher. These poor little four year olds; what a transition they have to go through. In Primary they finally get to see that wonderful teacher's face and to fall in love with them. And then, it's a new year and they are whisked away.

Soon, Erin, you will see the special personality traits of each child in your class. Although, with ten of them, I don't know how you can spend quality time to get to know each one separately. I think it is time to split the class.

As for me, 30 years of Primary was enough. I never thought I would say that; but there is a different season to every life. Now, I love Relief Society (used to hate it). Whatever you are called to do Erin, I know the Lord will help you to achieve it. And with all this experience teaching little ones, you will be ready to teach the gospel to your own. That's a great blessing.