Pride,
Today I felt proud of myself. That is a rare thing for me really. Since a year I participate at my daughters school in a crafting project. Its called Verteltassen ( That would be literally translated Tellbags. but i feel more comfortable translating it as storybags.) A Verteltas is a bag in which we put two books, fitting together into a certain theme. The books are meant for kids age 3 to 7 or so. One picture book and one informative book. As themes we use about anything u can think of, that be seasons, holidays, countries, food, farm animals, the human body, etc etc . Inside the bag we also put little games that often we create our selfs, memory games for example. There also goes a theme fitting toy in the bag and a stuffed animal or doll.
At many schools in our neighborhood they are doing this project, And today was a presentation from all 5 schools who are participating with this same project here. I felt good about myself and was proud about our small team of parents who with so few participating parents still manage to make beautiful bags. Not to put myself a feather in my butt, but yeah I am almost always there and for a few months I even went an extra morning to work on the bags just by myself. The children who the bags are for love them and enjoy the treasures that we created and put them in those bags for them to use. And that’s the most important part after all they are the ones to use it and therefore the most important critics. It was nice to hear and read the appreciating comments in the book that was made about this project for us and to promote the project. Its hard for me to feel proud about myself, but I am doing something good here and it makes me feel good as well.
