Thursday's crapload.

Cute kids can be addicting. When you first see them, all you want to do is hold them tight and claim them like their yours. I understand, I felt the same way the first week of camp. However, as we all know, cute doesn't always mean good. By the second week of camp, you start to get used to the fact that they are cute, but they aren't that cute. You soon start to realize that the more you baby them, the less they treat you like an adult and for me well, that's not ok.

It's August now which means camp is ending approximately...tomorrow which means I've been with these kids from the beginning of June till now and I know how shit works. We've established rules and not to sound like a nanny 911, most of the kids are disciplined by now to understand and follow the certain guidelines that we had laid out for them since the beginning. Now, it's a little difficult when someone new walks into the room. They are unfamiliar with how things work around them. Sure, there are several obvious rules that one should already know such as walking in a straight line, hands to yourselves, no hitting, etc. but for the most part, new people don't know all the ways in which a particular group functions.

Well, my group for example have certain rules. There are certain kids whom we take extra precaution of and there are ways in which we established on how to take care of the troubled ones. New person helper girl today was sent to us by the establishment to lend an extra hand. We, as a group were all thrilled because well, one the counselors of the group get a little break and two, the kids love it. So I embrace our new comer and welcomed her to join our group.

But there was one problem. Our newcomer was feeling the "aww cute snuggle children" syndrome as we all did the first week of camp. So, the rules started breaking and fast. I had some donuts in the morning so i was all hyped up on sugar for half of the day, and the moment the new comer showed up during mid day, I was already starting to crash. My mood starting to sink and my patience level was getting low. The new comer was continuing to embrace the little ones as they all began to ignore each and every one of my commands. The annoying part was that the new comer waved me off like I was either being mean, or just ruining their fun. I don't think the new comer understands that if she takes two of the most problematic kids out of the group and single them out to play with her, the other kids are most likely to jump in and join. If the girl takes the two out of the sitting area and has them sitting "special" with her, half the kids are going to want to do the same. My head was going to explode. I was not in a good mood and I wasn't going to let some girl make it even more difficult for me. So, i had to raise my voice. Nothing serious, just I had to raise my voice more so than normal because the kids were not listening to me, rather listening to the girl who was "breaking the rules." She wasn't so much breaking them but being too leniant towards those whom we all know, we can't be leniant to. I mean, i went to find my bag and the moment I came back, half my kids were wet from drowning their heads in the water fountain. I mean, ok funny, haha I have a sense of humor too but when 9 of them are wet from head to toe, it's a bitch and a half to handle. They get too silly, they are all disgusting, they start complaining, I mean there's a lot of shit to think about. Tell me why the girl was just standing there thinking it was all cute and sweet of the children.

Anyway I was going crazy. To top that off, I had a headache and I had to tell one of the kid's mom that I couldn't baby sit for him anymore. I felt so bad. I had a legitimate reason but I love the kid and he's great and I felt like i made a committment. I guess I just got too much to handle. Thank god tomorrow is friday.