I'm Never Having Kids (just in case you thought I'd been changing my mind)

I know I know, I keep posting about how cute kids are and how much I like them. BUT do not think that this means that I will be changing my mind on the kids front. In fact, I think after one of my classes today my tubes might have tied themselves all on their own out of pure terror...

So kindergartens. One kindergarten kid is cute and manageable. Two is okay as well although takes away your undivided attention. Three can be chaos and four is pretty much a write off. I did have four kids last week until one left to go to a full time kindergarten school, and the third one has been sick. Should be bliss right?

Well today my kindergarten class started off with the owner of the Hagwon watching me and taking notes (for what I'm not sure). Started off the class in the normal routine, and about ten minutes into it Brian must have gotten bored and decided to leave.

Lucy wanted a sticker that William had and he wouldn't give it to her. So she burst into tears. This prompted William to burst into tears as well. Some Korean words ensued which I didn't understand but I'm sure they went something like "you and me on the playground after this class." Lucy got her sticker back and William continued to bawl. Then he got angry and was screaming and trying to hit Lucy and Lucy tried to hit him back and it was about this time I gave up on trying to solve it myself and went to look in the hall where the mothers are always sitting, intently watching the video camera of what is happening in the room.

To my horror, they were gone. (this is the first time they've ever been gone) William also ran out into the hall and upon seeing his mother not there began to delve into even deeper hysterics with arms flailing and lying on the ground (Now I've heard rumours that this is the type of child that I was...but I'm sure you have just a hard of time believing that as I do!).

Thank god Lucy was content to sit down and colour and I spent the next 20 minutes alternating between pleading, threatening, and racking my brain for anything that would pacify the situation.

Fortunately for me the bell rang and it was left up to a newly arrived Korean mom to solve the problem. I can only hope that the notes Brian were taking prior to his leaving were assessing that maybe Lorne would be better at teaching ankle biters than I am...tho Lorne told me not to hold my breath...

3 days till Chusok! (9 days off!)