The children come from their school to the club on busses. They were not shy or leery of a strange person watching and talking to them. When a child would first approach me, he or she would look at me for several seconds before asking, “Are you a mom or a volunteer?” I think because I am older than most of the volunteers at the club, the children were unsocial towards me. Most of the children were polite and called me ma’am, and said please and thank you. …show more content…
One of the fourth-grade boys told me that was a “lunch.” It consisted of a bolony sandwich, chips, pudding, and a milk. I didn’t like the fact that it was all processed food, but, the children seemed to enjoy it. The same boy then explained that snacks could be purchased later. Snacks consisted of candy. I noticed that when a child bought candy, he or she was willing to share with their friends.
I asked several children the same questions. “Do you come here every day?” “What time do you get picked up?” The first boy that I asked, “What time he got picked up?” he said, “Seven.” He was a young boy, in first grade. I thought that maybe he was confused or that he did not understand time. I later asked one of the staff how long the club is opened, and she said seven. I was in shock, and a little sadden by the fact that some children spend twelve hours away from their home. Getting home that late leaves no time for the child to spend time visiting with their