Going back to Orchard was wonderful. It felt like going back to my own elementary school–something familiar. Second semester was definitely different from the first. I knew what to expect. I knew how to (better) handle my stubborn but wonderful mentee. I knew the subway and bus route, where the classrooms were, the surrounding neighborhood.
But best of all, I knew the younger students. This was definitely the most rewarding part for me. I always wanted little younger brothers and sisters, and I finally had some. (Or maybe way too many.) When we made origami, I had sticky hands extending out to me and shouts of “I want one! Where’s my frog?” and some pushing and shoving to get a better look. We ran out of time and one little boy never fails to ask me week after week “Hey, where’s my frog? You owe me a frog!” My childhood was peaceful as an only child, and I was making up for it now.
When leaving the bed is the most difficult action of the day, and your spirits are low, these happy carefree kids cure you of any lethargy. They look at you like you’re on top of the world, so you can’t help but think you are. My origami frogs were lopsided and contained creases from incorrect folds, but the kids still fought for them like gold. They inspire me in the same way that I hope I inspire them. I remember on the first day, a little wide-eyed 2nd grader was eagerly scanning the crowd of McGill students in search for her old mentor.
“She really wanted to come, but she is in class right now. Do you think she wants to be in class right now when she could be hanging out with you?”
Nothing we said helped. She grew sadder when she saw her two closest friends maintain the same mentors as last semester. When another friendly McGill student came her way, she pouted and refused to acknowledge her new mentor. I feared the worst for the upcoming semester.
But that 2nd grader quickly returned to her bouncy self by the next week and loved her new mentor. It’s a skill I truly admire from these little kids. They forget and forgive. They appreciate and treasure everything. Even we, as mentors in Homework Zone, have something to learn from these kids.