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7 Lessons from an Unlikely Teacher
7 Lessons from an Unlikely Teacher
7 Lessons from an Unlikely Teacher
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"7 Lessons from an Unlikely Teacher" is the culmination of 15 years of early childhood experience. Each lesson was hard-won by the author and will resonate with everyone in the childcare industry. Each lesson will illustrate the simplicity and wisdom of our most precious gift: young children. The author's background as a psychotherapist is evident throughout the book as each lesson is evaluated and unpacked in an easily understandable way.
We don't have to be experts to lead. We don't have to be driven up a wall by the behavior of others. "7 Lessons from an Unlikely Teacher" will guide the reader through a simple but impactful journey of learning and love. The stories told in this book will sound familiar and the lessons are tried and true. You'll love the relaxed narrative and will find yourself coming back to this book time and time again to learn and relearn the simple wisdom of the children we serve.
LanguageEnglish
PublisherBookBaby
Release dateJul 21, 2023
ISBN9798350915099
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    7 Lessons from an Unlikely Teacher - Tom Wilbeck

    LESSON 1:

    It’s What you do WITH them that matters most

    The year was 2006. My children were two years old and attending Methodist Day School in Angleton, Texas.

    Like most parents, I was working full-time, commuting, volunteering, over-committing… you know the rest. I was immersed in an adult world where I felt as though I had to be an expert. In my job, I was often given tasks that required specific outcomes with regulatory implications if my answers were inaccurate. I was put in charge of projects that had an impact beyond my campus and shaped the way my peers would do their job.

    I wouldn’t say I liked it.

    From time to time, I had moments of clarity when I’d look around a meeting with department heads and ask myself, How did I get here? I was a fish out of water. I was promoted beyond my skill level and hated going to work.

    Does this sound familiar?

    On my commutes, I would daydream and think of ways to change my life for the better. I began to think about my love of music.

    I’ve always dreamt of being a professional musician. Trumpet playing helped to pay for my first two years of college, and guitar playing had been a hobby that more than paid for itself through my role in bar bands and praise and worship bands.

    I’ve got kids now, I thought… there’s no way to have late-night practices and shows with little ones at home…

    What about playing children’s music? To my surprise, the children’s music my wife and I brought into our home was terrific! We discovered children’s musicians who wrote wonderful songs with witty lyrics that we all loved. I was inspired by these incredible artists who had the talent and passion that I never expected to find in this little genre.

    So, I started writing.

    Songs about bath time, our favorite foods, wagon rides, and our insect friends began to flow. My kids approved, and the song collection grew.

    Soon, others became aware that I was starting something new. Well, it was new to me anyway.

    The director at my kids’ school asked if I’d be so kind as to donate some time and play some songs for the students.

    MY FIRST CHILDREN’S SHOW!

    I was crazy nervous! I picked an outfit days in advance. I practiced my between-song banter and made a set list to tape to my guitar. I tested my sound equipment and subjected my sweet wife to endless questions rooted in insecurity and doubt.

    In hindsight, I can see my folly…. but at the time, my goal was control. I was afraid of not being perfect. I wanted to ensure that my best showed through. If I was asked to perform a task, it was my responsibility to ensure its proper execution.

    …what an exhausting way to live.

    On the day of the performance, I rushed to the school to set up. In my mind, this would be a test to see if children’s music was really an outlet that could help change my over-stressed, overworked life.

    I was all set up, and the kids came in with their teachers. I remember seeing my children walk in with bubbles and tails and then sit crisscross applesauce on the floor. The walls were painted blue. The tile floor was a light shade of blue. The curtains on the small windows were…. blue. I was later told that this room was called the blue room. This makes me smile because this blue room was about to change my life.

    The school’s director addressed the kids and told them to be on your best behavior for our guest. I remember thinking her words were unnecessary because I had Googled how to control a group of children the night before, and I was ready with all kinds of tools for behavior management in this event. Just wait, I thought. She’s probably going to offer me a job!

    She turned the room over to me, and I immediately said:

    SHHH…
    …SIT

    I had placed a single finger over my lips with my eyes wide so the kids would notice my multidimensional communication style. Then, I gestured with two fingers of my right hand, sitting on two fingers of my left hand. I knew this was very impressive to the teachers watching. I could tell by the quizzical looks on their faces. Thanks, Google.

    I’ve got this totally under control, I thought. I remember the director giving me a strange look, but I brushed it off and thought that she was probably totally impressed with my excellent behavior management techniques.

    I introduced myself and started to play the first song…

    The guitar rang out with a clear and shimmering chord specifically chosen to put the children at ease and help them enjoy the show. It was working. I was in total control.

    Then I sang… "Ladybug and Dragonfly, they’re kind of nice, but they’re kind of shy.

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