Things I notice when the kids go out for recess


This is a sweet pig, Tressie Davis, photographer. 

I am on the playground of a preschool I work. It is late spring*. A week of rains makes the grass thickly lush. I check for puddles, mainly muddy ones, and discover it’s dry enough to play outside. I wave to my team teacher to let her know. She offers encouragement as the children pass through the classroom door to the sunshine.

“Have fun!”

“Use your running skills.”

“Give your play 100%.”

“Balance with full attention.”

“Yell as loud as you want.”

“Use your bird-watching skills.”

“Rake with joyful rhythm.”

“Breathe deeply.”

“Let your eyes chase the clouds.”

“Jump your highest.”

“Practice your friendship skills.”

She gives as many affirmations as there are children. They walk on a sidewalk adjacent to a large asphalted space reserved for bouncing balls, jump rope, chalk-drawing, and bike riding before they reach the grass. When they reach the grass, they run.

They run with abandon. Their faces have in-the-moment, whimsical expressions. 

Some children run straight at me and hug my legs.

Deena says to some of the younger kids, “Let’s be a family.  Do you want to go to the grocery store?” They pretend they have grocery carts and gallop to a maple tree, which she’s designated as the store.

Max holds a soccer ball while running to the soccer field and inviting, Who wants to be goalie?” 

Anna and Brenna hold hands, “Brenna, do you want to chase me?” and Brenna does. Off they run!

I notice Safia. She raises her arms above her head, and quickly flings them down, hands on the grass as her legs fly up in a handstand. She does this again and again, pausing briefly to look up and spin a half circle before repeating the process. I watch her smile and know she is dwelling in awareness. I think about how I spend time early in the morning training my mind to be present like Safia's effortless, intrinsic expressions.  Her smile brings her happiness. It brings me happiness. 

Deena, Max, Anna, Brenna. They are smiling and happy.

After watching the children, I let their smiles turn the edges of my mouth up slightly. This relaxes muscles in my face. I soften and feel myself take a deep breath. 

I recall Thich Nhat Hanh’s words, “Our smile will bring happiness to us and to those around us. Even if we spend a lot of money on gifts for everyone in our family, nothing we buy could give them as much happiness as the gift of our awareness, our smile (Peace is Every Step, 7).” 

*about 2005

NOTES
Of course, children have a breadth of experience on the playground, a place where they practice relating freely. They sometimes argue, cry, fight, and have feelings around those experiences. 




3 comments:

  1. Thank YOU, Tressie, for your artwork.

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  2. Thanks Susan. I remember too and I still see it in her now. There is nothing more joyful than watching the smile of a child's face and the sparkle in their eye.

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