So, I realized last weekend that I’ve pretty much neglected this blog the past few weeks. Oops. Things got a little crazy around here, as summer decided to begin in full swing.
I am currently spending most of my time alternating between being a graduate student with a research assistantship, and a summer camp counselor for three- and four-year olds.
I went into the summer camp job thinking I would getting a fun, breezy job to pass the time while I worked on my research. BOY WAS I WRONG!!! 🙂 Not only did I get placed with the youngest group of campers, somehow I was also assigned to be the head counselor (perhaps because I am the oldest of all my counselors?).
It’s Day 3. I’ve napped every day upon returning home. Seriously, 5 p.m. hits, and I’m passed out on the couch, snuggled under a fleece blanket. There’s something about working with kids that young that wears one out. It could be all the time spent chasing down errant children, consoling another one while it wails in your ear, and taking the girl to the bathroom that just swore not two minutes earlier she didn’t have to go…all at the same time.
I’m telling you, it takes special people to be a teacher to these little guys. Pre-school teachers have a gift. I don’t think I have it. While I admit those little ones are pretty endearing, by the end of the day, I’m just plain cranky. And don’t even get me started on the middle-schoolers I have assigned to me as “aides.” 😛 Gosh, I’m getting old.
Easy summer job, my foot. While I may get to “play” in the pool more times in one day than I have in the past 2 years, I think I’m going to need the last 6 weeks of my summer “break” to recuperate from my first 6 weeks. Odds are, I’ll end up wanting to do it again next year.