I didn't want to write too much about my job search here, for two reasons:

1. This is a public space and
2. I would be embarrassed every time I didn't get a job

But I can't help but share the experience I had today. I had a second round interview with a preschool for an assistant teacher position - second rounds entailed being in the classroom with the kids, so for preschool this meant that I spent the better part of my morning with a bunch of three and four year olds.

And. How. Adorable. They. Are.

I'd forgotten how eager children are to talk to you, and also how unintelligible their words can be sometimes. (What do you do when a kid is telling you something and you have no earthly idea what they're saying? Durh... nod enthusiastically and exclaim, 'That's AWESOME!!') I colored hearts with a little girl, watched a little boy trace his hands and methodically leave his thumbs out of the equation, helped a couple little boys into their coats, mittens, hats, hoods (everything zipped and velcroed up, completely!), painted, read stories, sang songs, counted to ten, and had lunch. Well, watched the kids eat lunch. I was actually only scheduled to be there an hour, and ended up staying for almost three. Ha!

The highlight was definitely lunchtime... I sat at what I perhaps somewhat un-PC'edly dubbed, in my head, the 'ethnic table.' There was an East Asian kid (I think he was Chinese), two South Asian kids, and I think an Eastern European kid. And a couple white kids. Okay actually, the reason they were all sitting together is because they were the broughted lunch kids.

Isn't it funny that all of the 'ethnic' kids were lunch-bringers?

Anyway, the East Asian kid had a little Asian insulated lunch container of rice noodles and broccoli, and a Vitasoy brand box soymilk. One of the South Asian kids had a tupperware full of dosa, and the other had a dual-compartment tupperware with a different kind of Indian bread, and potatoes. (We asked him the name of the dish and he told us several times, but as mentioned above, we couldn't really understand him...) The Eastern European kid had a spiced noodle dish. (We asked him what it was called, too...)

Since it would be unfair not to list what the other two kids had, here goes:

Curly haired, chubby cheeked girl: cream cheese and jelly sandwich, banana, pineapple fruit cup
Wispy haired, porcelain-faced girl: (okay I missed what her main dish was. Probably a sandwich of sorts), carrots and apples, Nutri-Grain bar

The best part? The South Asian kids ate with their hands. I know... I know. Most kids eat with their hands. But they obviously had technique. My heart almost melted.

I had a fantastic time with the kids today, and I'm supposed to hear back about my candidacy early next week. Fingers crossed!