I know it is Wednesday. Its taken me a while to recover from yesterday.
The Friends of the Lighthouse Museum were mustered at 9.30 a.m. to receive final instructions before the doors opened at 10 for our activity morning.
There were hordes of children. All were supposed to be accompanied by an adult, but one woman brought seven children!
In my past I have spent years caring for children. When my children were tiny I became a child minder. As they grew I set up a playgroup in the village. At the age of 40 I went back to education and retrained and became a Nursery Nurse. Adding that to my earlier legal qualification I became an Inspector of Childrens' Day Care. And finally I worked with children who were behaviourally challenged.
We moved up here and set up our b&b - no children.
Yesterday I realised I had no reason to be trepidacious, thinking I was now too rusty. Because kids remain the same delightful sponges of experiences and attention.
We have another session next Tuesday. And I am quite looking forward to it.
3 comments:
That looks like great fun! (And I love the word 'trepidatious'!) Good for you giving so much to the children of your community. This kind of thing has me hyperventilating, if I'm meant to be an adult in charge.
I made it up - trepidatious!
I have heard at least one other person use 'trepidatious'! Funny how that happens.
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