Listening to a room full of three year olds singing (or trying to sing) The Hokey Pokey and Five Little Monkey’s is both hysterical and terrifying.
These little monsters are still learning their left from right (although to be fair, sometimes I struggle with that too) so I have to keep my expectations in check when they are singing along to anything. They like to either shout all the words, because they think that means they are singing faster; or they will whisper while doing the hand motions because they are focusing so hard on learning the “choreography”. There is a very very very small in between those two reactions.
I have some who can more or less keep tempo, some who can sing in a normal indoor voice, and some who can even do the first two at the same time. Truly an accomplishment.
But to their credit, those who have a hard time with volume and pitch and tempo still try. They still sing and dance and look very ridiculous doing the Baby Shark song and yes, it is cute watching them. They still try even when they are not exactly sure what they are doing and watch me like a hawk to try and mimic my movements. Which, no pressure, but I accidentally yawned in the middle of a song yesterday and covered my mouth with my hand reflexively, and funny enough, most of the kiddos copied my motion without even questioning it.
The school’s daily curriculum is set up such that its very regimented and repetitive. Each morning we dance and sing, go through the daily calendar, pick line leader, etc. So the students know what’s coming next. They know what to expect, even if they can’t remember the name of the month or day when I ask them. Each. Morning.
As for me, I sometimes forget the order of the morning meeting routine even though I’m the one running the show. I forget to sing the days of the week song, I miss the shape of the day, I have to backtrack to looking at the daily weather wheel, and somedays I forget to pick the line leader (although the kiddos always remind me when I forget that one). So I guess I’m the same as the munchkins in that regard, I know what’s coming next, but I still flub the lines.
It’s comforting and sometimes frustrating knowing we have a set daily routine to go through. I’m not exactly on autopilot yet with things; clearly, because I’m still forgetting the small things… but I’ll get there. I at least know what the normal routine is supposed to look like now. Just like the kids know what the routine should look like too, even if some choose to selectively and conveniently forget that they need to sit down and pay attention, but deep down they know.
Bottom line: reestablishing autopilot it hard.
I had a good routine back home; wake up, work (that was always a toss up with how that day would go though), gym, dinner, bed. Basically my week in a nutshell. Here, yes, it’s preschool each day, but then some days I have after school english lessons, some days I need to run to the store because I need food, some days I get turned around walking home, some days I end up staying at school until 7:30 pm either due to late classes or extra prep for tomorrow. The fluctuation is incredible and I’m having a time trying to remember which days I have what and which days I need to plan extra for.
Perhaps by the time I figure out a new routine here is when the munchkins will learn how to stay on beat for Head, Shoulders, Knees, and Toes.
I wonder who will find the rhythm first?