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Balloon Relay

"Okay, everybody. This is what you're gonna do. See those chairs down at the other end of the field? You're gonna run down there, put your balloon on a chair, sit on the balloon and pop it."

"Okay. In a minute, we'll hand you a balloon. No, not yet. You don't get a balloon yet. You'll get one when it's your turn to run to the chairs. One little boy reaches into the bucket and pulls out a balloon. "Well, okay, you can hold your balloon. Just don't pop it. All the three-year-olds crowd around the bucket of balloons and help themselves. "Well, alright, you can all hold your balloons." The children look down at the balloon in their hands and do not look up again.

"Now, I need to divide you into two teams. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven. Oh, that's not an even number."

"I'll play."

"Okay, Miss Helen, you can be number eight. Miss Helen is about seventy-five.

"Now we're gonna divide into two teams. Make two equal lines. Can you separate yourselves? Adults move in among the children to help sort them into two teams. Okay, you stand here...you stand here...No. Come back over to this side. Can you make a line? You know. A line? You stand here...Two lines never materialize. The children are mesmerized by the squishy balloons.

"Now, when I say go, two of you are going to run down to the chairs, pop your balloons and run back." The children look for the chairs. An adult walks down to the chairs and waves her arms so they know where to run. The children smile. They know where the chairs are.

Now remember. Two children at a time. On your mark! Get set! Go! All the children run down to the chairs in a herd. They sit on their squishy balloons. They throw them. They stomp on them. One child cries. He doesn't like water...or grass...or dirt. A second child cries. His balloon won't pop. He cries harder when his mama helps him. Miss Helen gets him another balloon for a do-over.

The balloon relay is over. On to the next station for a new water game and another set of directions.

Comments

Janelle said…
The kindergarten teacher in me is laughing right now at this scene. I can only imagine the chaos. Thanks for the smile!
Etta said…
Hilarious! I'm cracking up because I can see my little one participating. He'd probably be the one crying because the balloon won't pop.
Kate said…
Janelle,

I was a kindergarten teacher in a former life. Maybe that's why I found the humor in this scene.

Etta,

The kid crying over the balloon. That was my son.

Kate
Alana said…
Laughing out loud, Kate! Laughing out loud.

I teach Kindermusik and the first paragraph especially reminded me of the preschool age class.

"Okay, you can all hold your balloons."

Sometimes you gotta revise the plan!

I was also picturing my 3 yr old in the bunch! Too funny!
ocean mommy said…
Kate,

I just love 3 year olds! :)

Sounds like you had your hands full! You know what I love about you? Where some people would let the "chaos" totally unnerve them, you go with the flow and love those little ones right to the next activity!

I did have to laugh at the thought of a 75 year old woman in a balloon relay! Too cute!

steph.
Kate said…
Stephanie,

Thanks for your kind words but this was not me. I was on the sidelines wondering why the two lines were necessary.

Kate
God's girl said…
you just make me laugh! :)

Two lines is definately a challenge with that age!
LOL! This was a peek into my three year old daughter's Sunday School/VBS class if I ever saw one!

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