It was a hot and humid morning that day and full of unexpected surprises.
I walked a short distance on the way to school without having any idea
how many kids would actually show up that day.
When I made my way in...
With their dark, sparkling eyes, 50 kids was looking at me, and finally they all wanted to hold my hand. I could not stop but smile:-)
You can just imagine it...
children from all different backgrounds, from three years old to seventeen,
that never saw cameras and any puzzles or a jumping rope before.
Everything was new and a big surprise to them.
Yes, my day was busy and filled with activities,
but there was always something to smile at; whether it was those cute little drawings I received one after another or hearing them laugh with full joy.
Some children never sat in a classroom before or experienced to be a student so
at some times it was difficult to explain them rules for games and activities,
because in their perspective-Who cares for games rules, we just want to play!
At the end of that morning with the children, my mom and I we walked in the village,
carried conversations with the people around and visited our friends' families. Many kids would follow us wherever we would go. It was so sweet to see them, and to be able to hold their little hand. I did not care at that moment how dirty their hands were...
''I simply wanted all of them to feel loved and appreciated. ''
children from all different backgrounds, from three years old to seventeen,
that never saw cameras and any puzzles or a jumping rope before.
Everything was new and a big surprise to them.
Yes, my day was busy and filled with activities,
but there was always something to smile at; whether it was those cute little drawings I received one after another or hearing them laugh with full joy.
Some children never sat in a classroom before or experienced to be a student so
at some times it was difficult to explain them rules for games and activities,
because in their perspective-Who cares for games rules, we just want to play!
At the end of that morning with the children, my mom and I we walked in the village,
carried conversations with the people around and visited our friends' families. Many kids would follow us wherever we would go. It was so sweet to see them, and to be able to hold their little hand. I did not care at that moment how dirty their hands were...
''I simply wanted all of them to feel loved and appreciated. ''
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