By “J”, a Child Care Center Director
For the safety and security of the children and to provide a “real” perspective on child care, “J” has chosen to remain anonymous….for now.
It’s unnatural for adults.
It’s abnormal-if you will.
Thank God for children.
It’s incredible when you put some thought into the fact that children are born unbiased. They come into the world non-corrupt. Unscathed human beings. I find joy in seeing kids doing something that so many years of civilized existence could never produce – unity. Strong word huh? It’s a powerful word and an even stronger act. From toddlers to pre-k children I see children play, work, and most impressively stick together. Never underestimate the power of a connection built on the love of Transformers. I’ve meet many princesses in my early educational day, but to see so many work together is a rarity indeed.
I did a classroom observation last week for one of the preschool classrooms. I say my hellos and hugs as I enter and try to fade into the wall to watch the learning take place. Centers/Areas were set with theme related tasks and the students went to their chosen areas. A decent mix of boys and girls begin to communicate on the task at hand. White, Chinese, African-American, Samoan, they all work together. They laugh, they debate, they ask questions, they unite. After a few minutes the children regroup with new partners and start the dance all over again.
The innocence of not knowing bias is…productive. As someone who has worked in childcare for almost ten years now I don’t take the miracle of being surrounded by colorless love for granted. I taught middle schoolers for 3 years and despite the obvious hormonal issues pre-teens have, they come with a bucket full of preconceived unfounded notions. From age two to five children’s personalities shine like the sun, meaning it’s here and bright, whether you like it or not. The beautiful side to that is seeing the purity of experiencing socialization for the first time. It’s new, it’s raw, it’s the opposite of adulthood.
When I ask the class what they are learning today I get a variety of answers. To the teachers’ credit every answer was in the ballpark of what the lesson called for. I noticed that when I called on some of the quieter students they would shyly and slowly answer. I’d pause and nod waiting for them to finish which was clearly a bit too slow for their classmates who would blurt it out. One young lady got up during my Q&A and sat next to a student who hadn’t shared yet and whispered in his ear. She then raised her hand and let me know that her classmate wanted to share something. He did. Word for word she whispered the answers in his ear and he would repeat them to me. He was proud to share and she was proud to share with him. Small but powerful. Just like the word.