God bless the child…
Last week was the end of year performance at the kindy where I have choir. It went really really well and like all ends of years, it made me reminisce about the past and reminded me of a number of things. First and foremost of how much the group, and I, have grown in the small space of five months. So much so that the kids even sang the song “Tumbai” in canon which is a feat for adults let alone 3 – 5 year olds! Secondly, of how wonderful it is to work with kids. They don’t ask “what’s this exercise for?” or “am I doing it right?” or “do I look stupid?” They don’t care. In fact, I think the more stupid they seemed to look the more fun they had!
And that brings me to my third point and that is how little fun we adults sometimes have. Because we question the purpose of things. Because we think about whether we’re doing something right or wrong. Because we think about how stupid we look. Not one of the adults danced to Shakira’s “Waka Waka”, our theme song, which made me a little sad. Only one parent came to the workshop that I held at kindy before I began my work with the kids which made me more than a little sad because I knew they came to all the parent-teacher meetings.
I wish we grown ups could be more like our kids and not question, but just do it. We’re so afraid of being stupid, of making a mistake, of being wrong that in the end, we do nothing, have no fun, never learn to live. Sir Ken Robinson said “If you’re not prepared to be wrong, you’ll never come up with anything original.” Let’s get out of the box and dance and sing and start living, if not for ourselves, then for our children. God bless them.