refugee teaching is back.

i started back teaching refugee kids today. it's only for 2 hours each monday, but i enjoy it overall... we had one 5 year old who cried until we took him back to his mom (twice)... which is quite an ordeal because there are approximately 122 steps to climb down and then back UP to get to the class.... while i was taking him to his mom, a little 2 or 3-year-old tried to escape and i picked him up and put him back inside and as i sat him down he........

spit in my FACE. it was disgusting. i mean, i have been working with kids for forever, but i've never actually had one successfully spit in my face. all i could say was "ugh. that was disgusting" and left him with his adults. if i had known him or his parents, i would have sternly reprimanded him or told his parents, but i was in a hurry to get back up those 122 steps and i don't know him, his parents, which country he is from, or what the cultural norms are for disciplining children.

yuck. yuck. yuck. if this becomes a regular occurrence..... yea..... it better not.

when i went back upstairs, a girl, Blessing (who incidentally is not quite a blessing most of the time), said "why are you washing your face?" i told her what happened and she said "oh, he is bad like i was last year. except i never spit on you." and i said "yeah, and you never will because that is rude and disgusting." so, i am hoping Blessing really will be a blessing this year. she was much happier to see me today.

also, i have decided children sri lanka have got to be some of the most beautiful children in the world. if i ever adopt..... man, they're beautiful.