School Assembly started, the ground was too wet from all the rain for the children to sit, so they remained standing.
Some were fidgeting, others wriggling, some almost at attention.
One young boy from Mac’s class, L, was wriggling and jiggling a little more than most.
His mother, standing along side me sighed, with a hint of despair. “He hasn’t been still once” she said shaking her head. “It’s not natural for children to be still” I tried to reassure her. To be honest, I don’t think my approach worked.
fast forward six hours…
A similar group of parents were waiting for the bell to go to collect the same children who had started their day with a school Assembly.
The mum of the ‘wriggler’ came up to me, a twinkle in her eye. “You’ll never guess” she said laughing. “Mrs R overheard me scolding L, for not keeping still in assembly, as they were walking back to class”. “She apologised for the confusion, and explained that she had asked L if he could shoo any flies out of Mac’s face during assembly”.
And so L did. He was conscientious and committed to the task at hand. He shooed and he flicked and he whooshed and he swiped.
It’s just really hard to be still when you are on ‘fly swatting duty’.