Obseravtion

I had the chance to work with four year olds at the YWCA. (I can't remember if they were 3-4 or 4-5. I think the whole class spanned from 3-5, but I do know there were 4-year-olds there.) These kids were full of life, and were excited to be who they were. I remember thinking how cool it was that they all kind of had an idea about jumping rope. They could do it so well, I was just floored. I also loved just being around these kids because they always brightened my day. Racial prejudice makes me so angry, but these kids were young enough to not be completely aware that they were a different color. I just love that because God didn't intend for us to be seperated by race, and we were all supposed to love each other. When they get older, they might have to face things of that nature, and it breaks my heart. I was also super amazed at the fact that they quickly learned so many things. They quickly learned the nursery rhymes they were taught, and they knew how to respectfully treat each other. Every time I went, they all played together nicely, though it seemed like the same two kids caused the trouble in the class (which is really what you'll get in any class). Over all, the kids were really good, and though they were 4, they knew what respect was, and that they could be respected by their peers and adults, and gave respect in return. It was a beautiful sight.