It’s the horror every child dreads: when the parent visits their class.
It began when T’s class, still virtual, was doing a week-long lesson about rainforests.
Unbeknownst to me, the hubby reached out to T’s teacher to share a read-aloud video that I had done a few years ago.
It was part of a fun project my colleagues led and I filmed one of the videos, reading a kids book about a tiger in a rainforest.
The hubby saw a thematic fit and before I knew it, I was invited to share the video with T’s class.
I was ready to murder the hubby when he told me and I joked with T’s Child and Youth Worker that I was soon to be a single parent.
On the day of the visit, I was quite nervous.
I do presentations and chair meetings all the time for work and am very comfortable doing so. But presenting in front of a class of kindergarten kids – and T’s peers – was terrifying.
I talked faster than normal. But I got through it.
Then the teacher played the video for the class. I nervously watched the children’s faces. Afterwards, T’s teacher asked how the kids enjoyed it.
I held my breath but sighed when I saw kids putting their thumbs up. One kid shouted, “Double thumbs up!”
I looked at T, who seemed a mix of amusement and indifference.
I thought it was over then T’s teacher asked if I could do the tiger roar as I had done in the video.
I giggled nervously. The hubby, who was standing off to the side, broke into a giggle fit.
I debated about stabbing him right then and there but there would’ve been too many witnesses.
So I did the big tiger roar.
I started laughing at myself afterwards. Then T got irritated – cuz he thought I was laughing at him – and kept turning off the mic and video when I tried to say thanks to his teacher.
All kidding aside, I really enjoyed the experience.
And you know what, I did feel proud getting to share such a fun video and great story on behalf of T to his peers. Hopefully I made him proud!
He’s still at this adorable age where his parents are fun and he wants to play and hang out with them. So this experience visiting his class was just an extension of that bond.
I am always so touched when the teacher tries to involve T in the lesson. I know her intentions in having me speak to the class were good.
And hey, might as well do it now while T is young and not too cool yet for his embarrassing parents!