Last Friday I got to spend the day at school with Batman. This was a special day, since while I spend most of every Monday helping Annabelle’s two first grade teachers, I rarely get the opportunity to spend time in Zach’s classroom.
The first occasion of the day was assisting in helping thirty kindergarteners each assemble a hand-made piñata. This was accomplished by blowing up a balloon for each child, then basically watching helplessly as they coated the balloon, the table, the coats on the back of their chairs, and each other with a mixture of flour and water, also known as piñata glue.
It was a sight to see.
This picture was taken of the afternoon class making their piñatas. While overseeing the morning class in their construction efforts, I’d come up with the idea of covering the next round of munchkins in garbage bags as a sort of smock, to prevent them from being covered in the very sticky white glue substance. The morning class, who were mostly in their formal navy blue polo shirts, was covered in glue from top to bottom by the time they were finished. And white glue shows up nicely on navy blue. That rhymes. How clever. Or lucky.
Anyway, I must admit that my interest was mostly selfish.
You see, Batman is in the afternoon class.
And I wanted him clean.
Because he was receiving an award that afternoon.
Yes, that’s right. I was so proud of my baby boy. Each month the school gives an award to a couple of kids from each class who best exhibit the monthly “Core Characteristic,” and for the month of April Batman was chosen for his mastery of the characteristic “Persistence.”
He didn’t know that he was receiving the award, but it was well deserved.
You see, Kindergarten started out as a bit of a challenge for him. He is an active boy, not accustomed to sitting still for long periods of time, though his attention to detail and focus are commendable on any project that he chooses. He has had to work hard to get used to the structure and seven-hour days that kindergarten entails at our school, and he’s made great strides.
I was so happy for him.
And look how clean!
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