I would make a TERRIBLE teacher! I hear that people whose ONLY motive to be a teacher is because they want summers off so they can go kick it at the beach does not a good teacher make. Yeah, I’d be one of those teachers. “Okay, okay, when can I get rid of these creatures so I can go drink a margarita in a resort town?!”
People always assume that because I had so many brothers & sisters that I enjoy kids. I’m sorry. I’m not a kid person (do you know how many people this statement infuriates?! It really ticks some people off when I say this.) I’m just not. Let me clarify, I LOVE my kid. I am an “Lboy person.” I also really really like my younger first cousins. They are a lot of fun. And I’m pretty sure that if I could meet the kids of my bloggy friends, I would really like those kids too. But kids that I have no personal connection with, I’d really rather just not mess with them.
I’ve always been slightly wary of kids (even when I was kid I was wary of kids-I always liked being around the adults. They always had something so much more interesting to say.) I’m the person who gives the kiddos that annoying tap on the head & cheek pinch (isn’t that what you do with them?!) and then go on my merry way. I honestly don’t know what to talk to them about or do with them. Give me a brick wall & we’ll be best buds in five minutes flat. Give me a person under 4 feet & I’m screwed.
And I’ll be 100% honest. It’s actually the kids who would rather not have anything to do with me. I can feel them recoiling from me as soon as we are within 50 ft of each other. I truly believe children have a sense of the adults who are uncomfortable around them. And it’s not that I don’t like kids because I think they are smelly or talk too much or dirty or anything like that. It’s because I can NOT relate to them. I don’t know what to talk to them about, I literally sit there while I’m with a kid & break into nervous hives (exaggeration) and my palms starting sweating (not an exaggeration) and my mind starts spinning as fast as it can, “What do I say?! What do I say?! What do I talk about?! What do I talk about?!” “They’re going to HATE me!” “They’re going to HATE me!”
There are some people who are just MAGICAL with children. They can relate to them so amazingly, it’s like hearing music notes become a beautiful song. Todd is that way. He just has a natural ability to be around kids & kids like him. My MIL, a former elementary school teacher & principal, is absolute MAGIC with kids, MAGIC I say. I swear child intuition KNOWS that she is a kid person & they flock to her. If a kid is in the vicinity he or she is going to befriend her. My cousin, Kelley, is great with kids. I always tell people she’s a mother, just with no kids of her own. My friend, Nancy, is awesome with the little people. She just knows how to be around them & they know how to be around her.
But I’ve started to notice something. Now that I’m mother, I’m getting better with kids. I’m learning that I don’t have to know the right thing to say or do, they usually just want someone who is genuinely listening to them. I’m learning to
frickin’ calm down and just “be” while I’m in the same room as them. I’m getting there, but my hands are still sweating. And I’m working on not giving out so many head taps & cheek pinches–I hear they hate that! 🙂
But I still don’t want to be a teacher. No way. No how. But I would take that Margarita!