Wed 27 Apr 2005
Today was my last visit to the Camp Hill Childrens’ Center, and it was supposed to be another interactive day in the classroom. However, the room which I was scheduled to be in, which was the four, five, and six-year-old classroom, was on a field trip of some kind. So, I was unable to participate with them. Also, Gina, my contact person at the childrens’ center, was not in today. This was an issue as it was my last day there. So, I placed myself in the three-year-old classroom for about a half an hour. The room was packed with about twenty-five children and four teachers. I had a lot of trouble finding the proper way to interact, because there was barely enough room to sit down with any particular group of kids. It was nothing short of chaotic. So, I decided to gracefully and silently step out of the classroom and wander around the building, reading posters, posted notes, students’ artwork, etc. which were posted along the walls. I spent about an hour doing this before I left.
I was a little upset that I had not been told that my classroom would not be unavailable for my coming today, especially since I had scheduled my coming a week earlier, and my contact person, Gina, was not available. However, I did make the best of the situation. The classroom with the four, five, and six-year-olds was simply chaotic. I felt that the teachers were overwhelmed. Nothing bad happened while I was there, however it was clear that they were unable to control all of the children. Usually, the class sizes are much smaller, around eight to twelve children at the most. Also, it would seem to me that even in a facility like the Camp Hill Childrens’ Center where all children work and play together without separating the disabled from the normates, that the class size would be smaller. This way the the teachers would be able to pay more attention to the children. The fact that they are all working and playing together is great, but they are only four, five, and six years old, and are still extremely capable of getting into trouble or hurting someone.
My wandering around the school was not wasted time. I picked up several pamphlets and brochures from the offices for my final Wiki page, which describe the types of children who attend the center, letters to parents about tuition and attendence, the center’s mission statement, proper language within the center, and several other interesting facts. I also got to view all the childrens’ artwork, which was displayed around the walls of the entire building. Two nights ago they held an artshow for parents and friends. The center takes pride in the childrens’ ability to perform artistically. They spend a great deal of money to have the artwork framed and presented with great effort.
(As this was my last day at the center and nothing really happened that is necessary for relating to class, I am leaving this section out. )