He surprises me by singing loudly, a medley of our classroom jingles:
- "Everybody's safe, everybody learns, everybody builds the community..."
- "Find your square and sit right down..."
- "Big Cats! Let's line up!"
I shush him, reminding him - it is nap time.
"Settle down, hon, it is time for nap. Let's take care of one another. Shush!"
To no avail.
The singing keeps on.
Is it louder?!
I get him up from his cot and walk him outside the classroom, into the hallway. I crouch down, looking at him eye to eye, and remind:
"John, we are quiet at nap. You cannot talk, sing, or be loud at nap."
He asks, "You take me for walk?"
Ahhh.
He has seen me do this with others.
Me - "No. We are NOT going for a walk. You are able to be quiet and it's time for you to show me quiet. What will you do - sit and be quiet on your cot, or lie down and sleep and be quiet? Those are your two choices."
"Sit and be quiet," he says demurely, resignedly.
Me - "Okay, good. Let's go back in."
I am so proud of him. I am so proud of me. Yay! Mutual understanding, mutual respect achieved.
I am so proud of him. I am so proud of me. Yay! Mutual understanding, mutual respect achieved.
We walk quietly to his cot, he sits down, and before I can even walk away, he sings loudly - bellows, really -
"A, B, C, D, E, F, G..."
Sweet cheeses!
Game over.
Preschoolers are powerful beings.
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