It upsets me, in my fragile state of mind, to see kids crying, especially the younger children. I have a visceral reaction to comfort the child. My mommy sense kicks in, and my arms ache to comfort and soothe. Whether the kid is angry, sad, frustrated or any of those other intense emotions, I need to figure out why he or she is upset, and I need to fix it. It's very hard to just stand back, and let the "professionals" handle it.
I see them being so upset, and unable to communicate why they're upset, especially to an adult that's more interested in getting them quiet, in order to not disturb the other children. It hurts my spirit, my soul. That little person needs understanding and love. They need to know that it's okay to have those intense emotions. They need to know that it's okay to express them, they need to be taught HOW to express them in a positive way. The adults caring for those children need to love them, to adore and cherish them. I'm not entirely sure that some of the adults here, remember what it's like to be a kid. What it's like to be unable to express, or even identify what's upsetting them. I remember.
The way they're being taught, is to repress those emotions. That's just not healthy. Maybe I'm just not cut out to be a "proper" teacher.
