Confessions of a Preschool Teacher

Managing a Pre-school makes my life both busy and happy. I get to share the joy of knowing that little children learn how to read and write a little each day. Their little gestures like their proud smiles every time they have answered correctly or every after performance; their apologetic look when reprimanded; their laughter during playtime; and their little cheeks that turn red when their crushes come around, are very priceless. The way they say “teacher?” is like a timeless music in my ears. I even find happiness in their teary eyes and the way they would stop crying at the site of a lollipop or a promise of a day in the park.

As their second mother, I want to ensure their safety all the time. I don’t want to break the trust their parents gave me when they decided to enroll their children with us. I, for example, take time to check that the cafeteria is always clean, and the foods they serve are not only healthy but also palatable. I also make sure that the driver I hire for the school bus is very qualified. I also have automatic faucets installed in the hallways and toilets so that hand contact will be minimized, which will also stop the spread of diseases. Purell instant hand sanitizer dispensers are also readily available in every classroom, so that the habit of hand washing and hand sanitizing will be instilled in them at a young age. I owe this to them.