I'm also substituting at the Bellevue school district, where I fill in for the Head Start and preschool programs, and where Dr. Seus books enable four-year-olds to exhibit their best fish faces and to bellow animal noises. During free-play preschool girls carry paper flowers and ask preschool boy(friends) to marry them. Preschool boys build train tracks and draw two-legged elephants, wanting nothing to do with marriage, except one timid boy with big expressive eyes, who tries on straw hats until the brides come to claim the hats, not the boy. He walks to the train station, tries to run his train on the another boys' track (at my urging) and causes a tantrum. He sits back, unbearably wide eyed and quiet. I can't stop worrying about him.
Monday, November 16, 2009
Unexpected Places
Zach and I are officially moving to Vancouver, B.C. in January. I'm desperately missing hot weather. Meantime I'm still working at my beloved community center where I'm learning patience, faith, and wonder. That last statement was trite, but I don't know how to put it so I'll just leave it at that.
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Well at least you're scheduled to soak up the requisite vitamin D in Texas, Arizona, AND Colorado in the next 6 weeks! That should relieve some of the misery that is Seattle in November. =)
You've been wonderful in your job. It's been really great to see you come home with tales of new breakthroughs in communication, especially with the autistic children. I really think you should find a similar position in Vancouver. Even though Americorps didn't work out, I think you have the talent, the patience, and the empathy to work with people with disabilities.
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