The air is crisp and clear, there is a smell of burning leaves in the air and Halloween is on most everyone’s mind.
Recently the first grade class I work in — along with all the other first grade classes took the exciting trip to —
THE PUMPKIN PATCH!
Getting 80 first graders onto a bus and out into a field is a bit like herding kittens.
The trip there was noisy, hot, and not without reprimands to stay “bottom to bottom, back to back and hands in your lap”.
The kids were hopped up on excitement and getting out of the regular routine.
I- along with the teachers on this trip- was ever alert for the kids safety on the bus.
Once we got to the pumpkin patch it was controlled chaos- this class goes here, that class goes there….
Here’s the rules for picking your pumpkin…..
MY student that I work with had a little challenge. he was told we were going to the pumpkin patch and getting a pumpkin.
He did not care about the presentation in the field about the types of pumpkins
Or the history of the farm
Or the history of the area.
he cared about:
LETS GO GET A PUMPKIN.
once we were let loose– he found a pumpkin and then was eager to go.
Why wait? We got our pumpkin– lets go!
Now, on another day-Jack’s class went to the Pumpkin Patch too.
Let me tell you about Jack and Halloween.
In a nutshell? He doesn’t care.
Dressing up means nothing to him. Candy means nothing to him.
The idea of a PUMPKIN being associated with it means nothing to him.
This is what that trip meant to Jack:
He got a bonus ride in car– during school hours!
he was pointed to a field with heavy orange balls he was not able/allowed to throw.
And another bonus car ride back to class.
His teacher, his aide AND the bus driver all sought me out after that trip to tell me that Jack had such a good time on the bus–He was so happy to be riding in the van. So happy to be out.
And I thought about that.
Jack had no care about where he was going
or what he was going to do once he got there.
He was just enjoying the ride.
I think I need to remember to do that, too.