Franklin is 3 and a half. He studies at a Pre-school close to my home. It is a pretty hot daycare, which you have to register a year ago to get in. His class has three teachers, and one is the head of the class. Her name is Ms. Nancy. She used to complain that Franklin could not talk in English, so he felt frustrated and got anger sometimes. During those days, Franklin told me once he cried at nap time since he was thirty, but Ms. Nancy would not let him go and get water. I told him how to ask for water and how to report other kids' misbehavior to his teachers. He did improve quickly lately. Recently Ms. Nancy told me Franklin had been very good and understood a lot. He communicated very well. E.g. he told Ms. Nancy his friend took his toy. A new teacher came to his class, so I went to ask her name. She is Ms. Jacky. She said, "I like Franklin. He is so funny... Each time he laughs, I will laugh after him." This made me recall a thing happened at my church. A lecturer told a joke not very funny, but quite a few people responded with laughing lightly to show their respect to the lecturer, or just to show others they were listening. Of course, Franklin did not listen at all. He was playing the books and pens. But he heard people laughing, and he began to laugh laudly and enjoyably, right before the end curve of the laughing noise. The audience heard his laugh and felt so funny that a boy would break out such a loud happy laugh, so everyone laughed and look around to find where this little was sitting.
Franklin knows how to get his dream realized. He would not complain or argue with you. Either way, as normal parents, we would feel boring and refused to let him spoil us. He wants to go to the pool. As he has been so patient to wait for the summer to come, he would start with a question:
"Mom, is it a summer?"
"Yes"
"Is it warm?"
"Yes, summer is warm."
"So, we can swim"
"When the weather is good, the sun is out"
"Why has to be the sun is out"
"So the water can warm up"
"Oh, so I will put my life buoy in the bag, my arm buoy, and my blanket in the bag. We will go to swim when the sun is out tomorrow. Is that good?" He talked, did pack up everything, and looked at you with a shining, happy, and pure smile.
My husband responded:" Oh my baby, who could reject your request. You had such a beautiful dream."
So we started to wish tomorrow the sun is out, the temperature is high enough, and we can come home early to take him to the pool. My projects would have to be on the bottom of the to-do-list because the little one is waiting a dream to come true.
