When I look at this picture I see children who are afraid. The ware not interested in the person who came to make cupcakes for them. The cry all day for mama. They don't care that mama wants them to learn English, or how to play with other children. They just want to know when she is coming back.
Being a mother and a grandmother, when I see the children crying the nuture side of me comes out. When I see them crying I try to comfort them, and let them know that mama is coming back. My assistsant who is bi-lingual speaks to them in Spanish. Not all of them understand because eventhough they are Hispanic their dialect is different.
