For the kingdom of God belongs to these little ones.

A class in progress..
That's "C" for Carey

There is something very special about the little ones.

For the past 2 weeks i've been taking care of Mum's new Kindy 1 class i.e. a handful of 5 year olds. I thought that i'd just revert to the way the Kindy 2 class were conducted last year, however, this proved impossible... the children do not know their ABCs yet. Certainly has become a new challenge for me. But as usual, they've won my heart, in the midst of "Pheony, sit properly!" and "Class, look here... CLASS... look at this picture." Pheony learns to write "e" the right way round after weeks of practice and little Carey writes her name perfectly! If only i can catch their laughter when we sing and dance. I have found an indescribable sense of joy from their innocence, their naive enthusiasm, their cheekiness and from the smile that lights up their little faces. And though after an afternoon and "Goodbye, Teacher!"s, an oncoming sore throat from talking non-stop for 2 hours :P and tired legs, i can sit back and smile in my heart that maybe today, just maybe, i've made a positive difference in the life of a 5 year old.