Twice a week the primary teachers have the pleasure (or misfortune depending on who you talk to) of going to the nursery to teach English. The majority of the children were just beginning to speak in their native tongues, but the syllabus required that they have equal instruction in English, Thai and Chinese. The diversity of language in the classroom caused the classes to be comprised of children from all different language backgrounds. Although I was supposed to alternate between two classes, the children in one class stole my heart. Over the two months at Nantawan the kids got to know me... it wasn't uncommon for them to run to the door with huge smiles when I came to their class and cry when I left.
In my primary classes it was the girls that I adored, but in nursery that boys reigned supreme. There was Amex, my favorite little Maldivian boy. The first day he wouldn't stop crying. The Thai teachers kept passing him around trying to console him. It wasn't until Jenny, one of the American teachers, picked him up that he finally stopped sobbing. Turns out he came from an English speaking family.
Chong-chong began as a terror, but this little Chinese boy ended up taking quite a liking to me. He would still act up in class, running around the other students who were singing ring-around-the-rosy and screaming his head off. After my classes I would go back to pre-K and if Amex wasn't there, Chong-chong would come racing up to me asking to be picked up.
I don't have any specific stories about the kids, just memories of baby-soft skin, the scent of baby powder and the first time I was peed on. (It was Amex, and since he was my favorite its OK). Here are some of the best photos of my students!