Thoughts on stuff. Job stuff.
What I’m really enjoying about this job is the make-it-up-as-you-go-every-day thing. There is a huge supply of crafts, so I go down to the craft dungeon, and try to come up with cool stuff to do, and tie it in with some stories. So there’s that kind of creativity. Then there’s the creativity it takes to switch up my plans when I have too many / not enough / cranky / asleep / sobbing children at the program. I’m sure a lot of this will get easier as I do it more, but I’m wondering what the payoff will be. Now, if things go well, I’m elated. In a few years, will I have this much nervous energy? Will I be nonplussed by the antics of children? Will I loathe the websites and bands high schoolers are into?
Or will I become a driving force, unstoppable by any snotty nose or petulant look?
after six months, i still get a nervous (sometimes loathing) feeling when dealing with some age groups. 4 year olds, for example, are my favorite people but total loose cannons who are either hugging your leg or snotting themselves and showing their friends. my high schoolers and junior highers have taught me a lot… after a few weeks of trying to “identify” and “empathize” i’ve eschewed my self-consciousness in favor of the slightly bitchy verb zealot version of the teachers i always liked. the ones who, if we behaved, would admit to us they also liked x pop-star (or in our case, probably poe or tori amos or bjork)… and thus inspired in us the thought that being an adult was way fucking radder than we imagined. even if, whatever, i only like the production value of “cry me a river” and find it to be effective in calorie-burning activities.