Welcome to Preschool 3 General Hospital (or, as the children often say, “Hostipal”)! Staffed by 27 tiny doctors and nurses, our care is renowned throughout the upper elementary. Patients travel from the school’s every toy closet, including esteemed celebrities Mr. Big Bear and Hamtaro (“Hammy”) Hamster. Yes, we strive for excellence here at Preschool General. With the latest imaging technology at our disposal, our up-and-coming doctors can even take pictures of your BONES!
If you find yourself in need of outpatient care, our urgent facilities are at the ready. Book your next procedure with Preschool General, and you’ll be glad you did.
Today, I found joy in many small things.
My students fashioned themselves the staff of our new hospital, and our post office set up went the way of the dodo. They took to the change enthusiastically, and the dramatic play setting works brilliantly as we discuss health, wellness, healing, and (private school!) Jesus, our Great Physician.
We’ve been learning the letter W at table time, and I’m so far impressed by the tiny humans’ retention. I was also pleasantly surprised by a few children who today knew how to spell their name when I thought we had a ways to go. (Funny how they just jump into things one day, no?) Not one child had occasion to cry; not one threw a fit.
All in all, today went exceptionally well, and I wanted to share that with you.
It’s important to share successes as well as failures, even if my own style of writing lends itself to advice in the face of one over another. On the days that seem hardest, I look to days like today as something of a lifeline.
We’re all going to have good days and bad, but these are the ones of which I recommend you take lots of pictures. Reflect on them when you’re in a slump, or dealing with a difficult child, or when you feel a bit hopeless. Remember that you’re not as bad of a teacher as you may feel in your darkest moments. (If you haven’t had such a moment, keep teaching. It’s coming, inevitably.)
In fact, your a pretty darn good educator, if you do say so yourself. Think of all they’ve managed to learn at their own pace. Think of all those new experiences and hard-won smiles. Think of all the time you’ve spent, the energy you’ve expended, the love you’ve shown.
Don’t reflect on what wasn’t perfect, but rather on what made the imperfect beautiful.
In my own life, I look to our Great Physician to shore up my spirit and make me whole. Today, I got to share that experience with my tiny charges, as well as educate them on the finer points of (extremely general) doctoral care. It will be a day remembered fondly in our preschool album for sure.
And I will use these memories as a means of grace when I run just a tad short on my teacher self-love. Take care of yourself, everyone.
Here’s to loving your kids, retaining your sanity, and finding the joy in little moments. Don’t be afraid to be quirky; you’re among friends! This is Preschool Prattle. I hope you found something meaningful today. ￼❤️