Thursday, October 1, 2009

Tres Mocos

I'm working with the Kindergarten Enrichment program again this year. I didn't want to do it again but Sarah asked if I was going to "be in her class this year like you were in Peter's last year?" How could I say no to that?

Every Wednesday morning I assist another mom in teaching Spanish to all 5 kindergarten classes. And if you recall from last year when I wrote about helping out, I don't speak Spanish. I took French in high school. Luckily at this stage of the game it's pretty easy to keep ahead of them.

As we were sitting in a circle going through the numbers 1 - 10 in Spanish, I glanced around the circle and noticed one boy absentmindedly pulling his finger out of his nose.

And stuck to that finger was a big ole booger. And I say stuck because it was not a dry flaky one. It was a wet sticky stretchy one.

You know the kind I'm talking about.

And before I could even utter the words "Go get a Kleenex!" his finger immediately traveled from his nose to his mouth.

My eyes widened in horror and I felt my stomach lurch.

I sat still, silent and motionless. The damage was already done. Nothing could be gained at this point by interrupting the Spanish lesson and reprimanding and embarrassing this boy.

So I remained criss-cross applesauce on the floor with the kids trying not to throw up into the circle.

And the little boy continued counting...uno, dos, tres, quatro, cinco.... completely unaware that I had witnessed his indiscretion. Heck - I'm sure he was completely unaware that he had even committed an indiscretion!

But it gets worse.

Not only did I witness this one kid pick and eat a booger, I witnessed ANOTHER KID from another class do the exact same thing. And once again it all happened so fast I didn't have a chance to stop it.

But the woman I work with is more astute and quicker-witted than I am because right in the middle of the number review in yet another class I heard her scream, "Noooooooooooooo! Don't put that on the carpet! Get a Kleenex!"

And she wasn't quite fast enough either because I looked over just in time to see this boy wiping his picker-finger onto the carpet.

TRES MOCOS. That's THREE BOOGERS in one morning!

Next week before we review the numbers in Spanish I think we need to review MOCOS and KLEENEX and how nicely the two go together.

11 comments:

RR Mama said...

NASTY!!!! I don't think I would have made it through that class! I would have yelled the same thing as the other mom and then left with my stomach still sitting on the floor with my criss crossed applesauce legs! You are a much better mom than me!! Good luck!! Maybe next bring some Kleenex to the floor with you and hand them out to each child. Just an idea.

Denise said...

Yuck, yuck.

My Goodness said...

Ok...it's something I will NEVER get used to...no matter how many times I see it...it's just GROSS!!

I'm sorry you had to witness this...TWICE...ugh.

Mari said...

Aaaggh! The joys of helping in class. Now that you know the word in spanish you can just yell it out next time!

Heather said...

After yesterdays post, my curiosity was getting me as to why you needed the spanish word for booger. Didn't see this story coming:o) I guess whatever you volunteer for Peter, you may as well chalk it up on your calendar for the next year.
*You're such a good story teller. I had a vivid picture in my head of how this all played out

Corey~living and loving said...

ummm yeah...they need some booger education for sure. tee hee

Grandma T said...

Oh my goodness....I just got sick!!

Momisodes said...

OH...my stomach just flip-flopped just reading about it. I have to parent help in my daughter's class this year, too.

I'm scared!

Aimee said...

Oh sweet Lord. Thankfully I was finished with lunch before I read this!

And we wonder why the flu spreads so quickly through the little ones?

EntertainingMom said...

oh..... ew... GROSS!!! and yet I am LOL!!!

jennwa said...

I think I just threw up in my mouth. Yuck!!!!!!