Wednesday, July 21, 2010

Visit to Berean Education Center

As Nancy and I drive into the parking lot on April, 26, 2010, at Berean Education Center in Burnsville, only a few miles from our house, I comment, "I'm always eager to teach and entertain little kids. These will be pre-schoolers from 4-5 years old. I may not always succeed, but I'll have fun trying."

Nancy just smiles and assures me I'll do OK, a reaction I was  probably fishing for anyway.

As we unload our equipment, parents drop off their kids and a teacher escorts a group of students to class across the campus. They look like they could be second or third graders.

Once inside we meet a few teachers and set up our equipment. As I run through the pictures to ensure the projector is set, one of the staff express that she thinks her group of 3-year-old children would enjoy the program.
I assure her they would and add, "Starting time is 10:00 AM. Bring them in."

The kids range from ages 3-5 and are an attentive bunch of students. I've noticed that kids in pre-school facilities eagerly listen and ask questions.

As I usually do for pre-schoolers, I've prepared a shortened, 20-minute version of my show, but it looks like these kids could easily go longer.

Before I read the story, I explain a bit about what it is like growing up on a farm, emphasizing that chores play an important role every day, 365 days a year. The kids listen intently as I say, "Everyone on the farm helps with chores before school and after school, even the young children."

Throughout the show, I feel privileged to be performing for these great kids at this fine education center, where the staff handles kids with professional manners and love. The kids are lucky to be here.

Staff members are friendly but busy so we have little time to chat after the show.

As we load the car, I say to Nancy, "What a great place to send kids. They seem so bright. Did you hear those questions? I hope I did OK with the answers."

"You did fine," She says.

Honestly, I didn't mean to fish for approval, but I'm always grateful for her support.

Photographs by Nancy A. Fredrickson

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