Been a while since I've used this method, so bear with me.
Setting my timer at seven minutes, so won't be too bad.
Summer has been relatively kid-free. Most I know would relish that thought, despite their love. I'm miserable. I've had some fun times, laughs with a friend, met some new people, but I crave the one-on-one learning experience of "my" kids. I mean my learning, not theirs. I miss their laughs, their innocent questions about everything and anything. I miss feeling appreciated. Kids, despite their aloof nature and naivety, are as appreciative as anyone. Unlike animals, who appear to show love when fed, petted, or played with, kids, especially those old enough to understand attention, can tell the difference between being coddled, spoiled, or distracted and being cared for. I miss those eyes when you've opened up a new part of the world to them and they, without a word, show their appreciation with a gaze. I miss the goodbyes at the end of the day most of all. The feeling that I've achieved something for another and they, with a simple "See you tomorrow," confirm that I have. If money were never an object in my life, I'd work with kids for free. Should I ever become wealthy, by chance or luck, I'd continue my work, because it's a learning experience and it's the one thing in life, possibly a selfish feeling, that truly makes me feel good about me.
Setting my timer at seven minutes, so won't be too bad.
Summer has been relatively kid-free. Most I know would relish that thought, despite their love. I'm miserable. I've had some fun times, laughs with a friend, met some new people, but I crave the one-on-one learning experience of "my" kids. I mean my learning, not theirs. I miss their laughs, their innocent questions about everything and anything. I miss feeling appreciated. Kids, despite their aloof nature and naivety, are as appreciative as anyone. Unlike animals, who appear to show love when fed, petted, or played with, kids, especially those old enough to understand attention, can tell the difference between being coddled, spoiled, or distracted and being cared for. I miss those eyes when you've opened up a new part of the world to them and they, without a word, show their appreciation with a gaze. I miss the goodbyes at the end of the day most of all. The feeling that I've achieved something for another and they, with a simple "See you tomorrow," confirm that I have. If money were never an object in my life, I'd work with kids for free. Should I ever become wealthy, by chance or luck, I'd continue my work, because it's a learning experience and it's the one thing in life, possibly a selfish feeling, that truly makes me feel good about me.
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