My second day ! :)

 For my second day of internship, I have been placed in another group. I was happy to meet new kids but, I was also sad to see that the other group which I was in last week were unhappy to see that I will not be with them this week. It reminds me of one of the interaction that I had with a little girl last week, when it was time for me to leave:

Girl: When are you coming back here?
Me: I will be back next week!
Girl: When it’s next week?
Me:  In seven days!
Girl: When in seven days?
Me: Next Wednesday!
Girl: When it’s next wednesday?
…
  I did not know what to answer so I tell her to sleep seven more nights and then I will be there. She just replied to me: '' Okay! '' She did her little smiley face, she hugged me and I left the room in direction of the exit door of the club.

  So when I saw her today, she didn’t have the exactly same smile as she had the week before, when she saw me with the other group. But when I saw her in the washroom, she came to me, and I told her: ''It does not matter if I'm not with you, because I'm going to talk to you even if I will not be with you for the rest of my internship.'' She did again her little smiley face and hugged be again but stronger than the first time.

  Back in class, it was the time of the story. We were all sitting on the floor waiting for Nelly (one of the supervisor) to read the story. As she was reading the story, she was doing gestures so, it was much easier for the children to understand the story, mainly when it was in French. Of course, there was the images that was helping them to understand the story but, the gestures were helping a lot to understand some words for examples, the adjectives. (long, short, small, big, etc.)

When it was the lunch time, I noticed that the kids were pretty polite when it was time to ask something by using those short words, ‘’Please’’, ‘’Thank you’’, ‘’ Can you.. ‘’. Through their food, I could see that they were all from different countries. Sometime, it was very sad to see what they had in their lunch box because, it wasn’t looking that good. The strawberry’s jam on the toast of a little girl wasn’t red, it was almost brown. She kept telling me that it was disgusting, but I couldn’t do anything for her. The supervisors were telling her to eat so, I didn’t have choice to tell her the same. While I was supervising the kids, the supervisors were busy with Seba, an Arabic little girl of 4 years old. She didn't understand either French or English. I found that sad because they were punishing her cause she was running instead of walking. I didn’t found that fear because the little girl couldn’t understand at all what the supervisors were trying to tell her. Of course, after they had a good reason to punish her, because she didn’t want to share the toys with the other kids.

Here is what concludes my second day of internship. :)