A day as a substitute teacher

“No bad picture,” I encouraged a boy,

Who was ashamed to draw his own;

Then he happily put his scribbles on the paper.

“Let’s count in numbers.”

All kids confidently counted to 100.

Touch each of their heads and say to them “you are great”;

An encouraging word helps them go a long way.

Play ice ball like soccer with the kids in recess,

Who forgot snow pants and stood by the door;

They were happy to play along with one another.

Pray for a little kindergartener girl,

Who misses mommy all of a sudden,

Then she was satisfied with my comfort and ran to play.

Walk around the playground,

Notice the little girl holding a long stick climbing the snow dune.

“I see you have a stick, like a grandma’s crane.”

“How about you open your arms to balance like skating?”

She gave me her crane and climbed happily on the snow.

I threw the stick away to avoid danger.

Kids shouted at a tall pine tree.

I walked to them and looked above.

“Is there a monkey?”

I cannot hear their loud replies.

“Leave it alone and it will come down.”

The kids scattered to play and forgot it all.

Help a boy with snow boots.

Put on the mittens for a girl.

Zip up the coat for another boy.

I am like a mommy again.

Lead them to the bus after school,

Walk ahead of the line and hear the running steps behind.

“You are too fast.” I hear the girl shout.

 Lay my hand on the shoulder of the mommy girl,

Who told me she eats candy as a snack when she gets home.

Finally everyone went on the bus.

I waved goodbye to the bus drivers,

Praying they all go home without any trouble.

Thank Father God for today,

He uses me to be His hand,

To touch the kids with His delight of encouragement.

“Doing it to the little ones as on Me,”

His loving command empowers me to give.