So I'm working with a group of 12 fifth graders out of 85 kids...and my group's chaperone was telling me earlier that I've been topic of conversation since they've been here at camp. Apparently, all the kids want to be in my group because I'm the "cool" one. Personally I think it's hilarious...I don't typically get along with people my age, but can get along with almost every kid that comes through this camp. Is it bad that I'm flattered? I don't try to be the cool one...I just can relate to kids really well and am pretty personable. I have fun and they learn a lot. I think it's awesome...makes me love my job even more
thats wonderful! i have a friend who i dont see often, but her son thinks i'm the shit. i see him even less. when i do see her but not him, she always lets me know how much of a fit he throws because he wants to talk to me and hasnt in a long time....its adorable! one of my favorite little kids. course he's like 5 or 6...probably 6 by now, i dont remember but he's a cool guy, and wicked smart for such a youngster
There is a little boy in my son's kindergarten class with special needs and last year I went on a class trip as a helper and he was in my group, he has loved me ever since. He is very tiny and non-verbal, and has the cutest fiery red hair... His mom always comments how he is obsessed with me, he follows me around the playground "talking" to me...a sweetie.
that's wonderful. it is awesome to be their favorite. Kid's are a good judge of character and their judgements are pure.
I always seem to be the favorite amongst children. Doesn't make sense to me considering I hate the little bastards.
Awww, there's not a thing wrong with being flattered by that! I tend to be the favorite volunteer with the kids at my oldest son's school...I must admit that it makes you feel pretty good. The last field trip I chaperoned, I had this little boy (8 years old, same as my oldest son) who would just keep coming over to me while we were walking and wrapping his arms around my waist, kept leaning against my side, hugging me, I could barely even walk because he just kept hanging onto me. He looked right at me and said and said in this little serious voice with puppy dog eyes "I LOVE you Ky's mom!" My son looked like he wanted to pulverize the poor kid, if looks could kill he would have been a goner, and there I was trying to remove him from me without hurting his feelings. Man, that kid was being persistant, I finally gave the teacher a desperate look, like "help me!" She then made him go to another part of the line. *laughs* Seems like no matter where I go, kids gravitate towards me, it's always been that way. I think it's because I act like such a nut half the time.
