A Day At Montessori Children House
It was a beautiful and sunny day at Montessori Children House. I rang the bell, which indicated the end of outdoor play time. Children started putting away tricycles and sand toys, stacking the blocks and walking towards the classroom door. Within a few minutes, the outdoor play area was cleaned up and almost most of the children returned to the classroom. Over by the oak tree, four–year–old Allen and his teacher, Helen, were staring at each other. "Allen, get off the slide. It's time to come inside now," I said to him. Allen ignored me and ran around the other side of the slide. Then I emphasized what I said to him one more time: "Play time is over, Allen. You must come inside the class now." No response. I was so mad that I increased my voice to him. "Allen! Get down now!" Allen tightly grabbed the side of the climber structure without letting go. My face was turning red and started to threaten this little child, "If you don't come in this minute, you won't be allowed to come out to play the rest of day." Allen stuck out his tongue and teased at me, "You can't make me!" Finally, I went up to the climbing structure and took Allen's arm. Allen pulled away, yelling, "I don't want to go inside," and ran to the other side of the play area. It took several minutes before me finally caught up with Allen and forcibly carried him in. Later that morning, Allen refused to put away the blocks after activity time, refused to join the others for the story time, refused to wash
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