With a nod from the teacher we quietly made our way around the room to rouse the kids. After some moments of bewildered eye rubbing and tiny yawns the little kids would stumble off their cots and line up at the door. We big helper kids would then lead the drowsy procession down the stairs to the main playroom. I remember entering that room in triumph. We were finally the big kids to something.
"Bye" I groaned again and laid back down for a couple of minutes petting my cat who was sleeping next to me But then I had to get up for work.I walked to my Dresser and I got the clothes I needed for the day and went into my shower. I let the warm water stay on my skin for a while, before Washing my hair and getting out. I dried myself off and got dressed into This and Jack rubbed against the back of my legs. "Hi jack!" I petted his head and went down to the kitching with him following and i went over to his food bowl to feed him.
Counseling sessions could be helpful to help the child describe what is happening when they have them and ways to possibly prevent from happening often or even at all. Nevertheless, my mother was supportive of my and helped me feel less scared when I went to bed, but my dad on the other hand was not as understanding. One night I remember lying in my bed bawling as I absolutely did not want to proceed to sleep and all he did was yell from my parent’s bedroom to be quiet and quit crying. I wish it was that easy. Moreover, children need their parents to understand their problems associated with sleep terrors and need their affection.
I french braided it tightly before going back into my bedroom and crawled on the floor to my bed trying to dig out my beaten up pair of converse. “ Lily… come on, it’s time for school,” I gently shook her awake watching her large coco brown eyes open. “ No… too early…” She whined rolling over and getting herself out of bed, “ Do you have to go to work today Anna?” I nodded a bit sadly, “ Sorry sweet. But, I’ve got to go.” She sighed and went over to the small walk in closet that we had converted into a bedroom for my little six year old brother. It tore at my heart everytime I watched them get ready for school, or when they get ready to go to bed at night that there is no possible way for... ... middle of paper ... ... wasn’t early to work because of it I thought it was worth spending the time with her.
“Get up Andy, you do know what day it is, Right?” hissed his mother. Andrew Wilkins awoke from his deep slumber moaning like a child and began to rub the sleep from his eyes. As soon as he gently arose from his bed, his mother ripped apart the curtains unleashing a torrent of light which viciously attacked his eyes. He buried his head into the pillow and tried to figure out what his mum was talking about. “Remember, Andy” She asked as she grew more frustrated.
She had always liked boys with a tan, rather than pale skin — she always called them sickly kids. Alison stared at the photo, hypnotised by the beauty of the boy, until she could no longer keep her eyes open and slowly drifted off to sleep. ********* “Look at him,” giggled a blond-headed girl to another, as a young boy came walking towards the two girls who were sitting on the floor in a large bedroom, dressing their china dolls in beau... ... middle of paper ... ...t some baby in a nursery,” Alison protested. “Okay, young adults, if that’s a better way of saying it. Either way, she has no idea how to treat you.
Beep Beep Beep i hear my alarm going off and my parents yelling at me to wake up. As i slowly open my eyes i cringe at the thought of going to school and being surrounded with a bunch of immature people . As i wake up even more i slowly walk over to my drawn down shades and grab ahold of the yellowed stained string that was once crisp white like the first fresh snowfall. i pull the dust filled shades up to let some light into my room. Now that i am fully awake i walk over to my door and unlock it so i can go to the bathroom and get ready for the day.
Get up Andy, you know what day it is?” hissed his mother. Andrew Wilkins awoke from his deep slumber moaning like a child and trying to rub the sleep out of his eyes. As soon as he gently arose from his bed, his mother ripped apart the curtain unleashing a torrent of light which attacked his eyes viciously. He buried his head into his pillow trying to remember what his mum was talking about. “Now come on Andy, You’re going to meet the big man today…don’t make a bad impression like last time” That’s what it was.
But since i was old enough to watch my brothers and sisters i thought i was old enough to recognize when there was danger and when there wasnt. After the moment of silence the person on the outside tried to knock down the door. I was trying ot run away as fast and as quietly as i could. I ran into my brothers bedroom and picked him up and as my sister was stepping out of the shower i ran into the bathroom and we all stayed there until the person left. My sister; Macy was trying to ask why we were all in there , i whispered quietly just be quiet.
Start preparing lunches, lay out the kid’s clothes for the day, pack their book bags, go to their rooms, and tell them to get up out of the bed. Run go flip the bacon and eggs. Put toast into the toaster, pour orange juice into glasses, and put finished lunches into book bags. Tell kids to get out of the bed again. Fix your second cup of coffee, take a sip, and go help the kids brush their teeth.