Jennifer* has had a bit of emotional growth this year. At the
beginning of the school year, she cried at least twice every morning and
twice every afternoon in my program over silly little things that
really weren't worth that, but as I've said before, she is just a little
kid.
At six years old, so many things are devastating. I never tell a
child that 'it's no big deal', instead sitting down with them and trying
to figure out how to handle the situation without losing it. It makes
them feel stronger if they are given tools of their own rather than
expecting someone to always fix it or tell them what to do about it, if
that makes sense. And the tools in their collection are constantly added
to when history repeats itself, as it always does.
Each situation they
handle on their own makes it easier for them to handle the next. I enjoy
watching them mature and become a little more capable. It's not due
solely to my efforts, but I know I contribute to it. So seeing her become more confident and less emotional over the little things has been fun for me this year.
So on Thursday afternoon when she just fell apart over learning how to jump rope, we had a little discussion.
She
was watching and admiring some of the older kids who have learned to
jump two ropes at once. None of them are very good at it, but they've
been practicing every afternoon during free time in the gym. She bravely got in line with the big kids, and when it was her turn to jump, they were encouraging her, telling her, "You can do it." and other little things you say.
And she watched and tried to get the rhythm, and suddenly turned away and started to cry. By the time she got to me, she was crying so hard she was stumbling. Over jumping rope. I let her cry a little, handed her a tissue, put an arm around her and waited. When she had calmed a little, I said, "Why all the tears, Hon?"
Turns out she was terribly embarrassed because she didn't know how to jump two ropes at once and she was afraid the other kids would laugh at her.
So we worked out that what she really wanted was to learn to jump rope, and that just jumping over one, or rather trying to was her ultimate goal.
So I told her that when it was her turn to jump, she could just ask the other kids to use only one rope and let her try.
She was afraid to ask them that, too.
::sigh::
So I walked over with her and helped her ask them.
The big kids were SO encouraging. They helped her, telling her when to jump, where to stand, giving her extra turns and applauding when she managed to clear the rope twice during her turn. I was really proud of all of them. They did it without being condescending or obvious about it, just providing encouragement to her.
Evidently it's not just the smalls who grow during our program.
:)
Such a cool post, Ami. You start out talking about a little one struggling to put herself out there, and it's so typical for a small kid to need that extra encouragement.
ReplyDeleteBut the kicker is when you say, "And see the great environment I've provided to make sure the older kids are comfortable enough to do the right thing."
That's really special. Tears.
Well, thanks. I can't take the credit for all of it. Those kids have parents and other adults in their lives who guide them all the time, I'm just a bit player. But it DOES make me feel good to see them take care of each other. It's so important to learn how to build other people up. And I think it's much harder to learn to build people up than how to tear people down.
ReplyDeleteThat is great. So nice to see the bigger ones becoming mentors. :)
ReplyDeleteI am SO proud when the bigger kids act with such kindness toward the smaller ones. I ALWAYS tell their parents about it, because I know they don't always get to see the best of their own kids.
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