I will not confirm or deny that my Grade 3 kids wished death on me today...but yes they probably did.
Next week is Indonesia week at SPH. Tuesday is Indonesia Independence Day and Wednesday we have an all PYP (elementary) school program representing different islands or territories of Indonesia. As I have said before, my class has East Nusa Tenggara. Note to self - choose Bali next time (there is definitely more information on Bali).
As part of this program, each grade has to learn a song or dance or language tid-bits to present to the other grades and parents. Our class decided to do dance. To be honest, coordination is not their strong hold. However, today Budi and I decided that we were going to slave away and practice, practice, practice. We learned how to line up and get into proper formation in the courtyard atrium. We did this same thing over 20 times and the kids were sweating and whiny.
We gave them a break to cool off before going to PE-nonsport (dance, handbells, etc). After PE-nonsport, chapel, and lunch, Budi and I cracked the whip again. We broke the dance down into pieces and we did it over and over again. It was like doing aerobics class. Even we were sweating with the kids.
We cooled down and did "post-exercise" stretches with thanks to Richard Simmons who has faithfully taught me how to cool down after dancercise tapes (talk about old school - even for me). Budi thought it was hilarious, but it definitely calmed the kids down.
What a productive day. Tomorrow starts another intensive instruction. Hopefully my kids still love me by program day.
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