State of bud class March
2022-03-17
A pink tower. I work over and over again. I pile up the smallest thing carefully using a finger-tip.
I feel "it is long and is short" to be the physical whole.
The scissors came to be usable well, too. I advance scissors carefully slowly while being conscious of a line, the corner.
"I saw it became so long"
A posture was good and came to be able to hear a story at long time. The consciousness to see the face of the talking person grows up.
I lined up so neatly when I noticed.
The outside play became very active, too. I climb the expensive slide without being afraid.
The time that touches it, and is happy between friends.
The time for lunch. As it is a corona evil, it is disappointing that cannot have a meal that I look at each other…. But I feel that I do preparations and the tidying up of the meal by oneself and eat using chopsticks when it came to seem to be "brother, sister".
The long going to kindergarten self-restraint, dispersion going to kindergarten period was expired, and a days new again while I tried for prevention of coronavirus infection started. In the children, days to spend with many friends seem to feel very delightfully after a long absence, and the conversation between children bounds, too.
The bud class graduates and becomes the going to kindergarten that I finally wear a uniform soon from April. The children whom I gain confidence in oneself between a bud class, and oneself comes to love. I think that I want a step to next to do a response to this oneself.