The Ugly Duckling

Rachel attended her second lesson at LoveKids today. Before we left for the class, we made a little pact and sealed it with our little fingers. The pact is for Rachel to attend the class by herself and I will wait for her outside the classroom.

When we reached LoveKids, Rachel started to become a little anxious and wanted me to carry her up the stairs even though she could walk on her own very well and climbing steps is one of the favourite things that she does at Grandma's house.

She held onto me really tightly and totally forgot about the little pact that we made. She insisted that I joined her for the session. After getting the approval from Mrs Nonis, I went in with her. Jack's mummy was also in the class and later I found out that it was also Jack's first exposure to a playgroup.

Today's story is about The Ugly Duckling. I remembered catching the Walt Disney's animated cartoon on this when I was a child and I was so moved by the show that I started to cry when I saw how sad the ugly duckling was when she was ostracised by the other ducklings and her "mommy duck".

Somehow I didnt pay alot of attention to Mrs Nonis this time round as I was too focused on getting Rachel to participate and get involved with the class. She needs alot of encouragement and takes a long time to warm up. She stayed close to me the whole time.

At one point, Mrs Nonis asked me if she could talk about what she learned the last lesson because when Mrs Nonis posed some questions to Rachel, she just stared blankly at her. My girl is definitely not the spontaneous type. (Both ling and I arent the spontaneous type either... ) She's the exact opposite to the other girl called Grace who kept wandering about the classroom looking for the star stamp. Mrs Nonis had to keep it away from her and dangled the star stamp like a carrot to get Grace to cooperate. But she soon went off doing her own things again. Kids are so innocent; it really takes alot of patience to get them to be engaged and doing the things we want them to.

I see myself in my little girl as I watched her throughout the class. She needs a great sense of security, a lot of encouragement and love. She slowly warmed up as the class was about to end. :)

An ugly duckling,
Not like the rest.
Was teased alot
He felt like a pest.

He went off with a waddle and a
Quack! Quack! Quack!