I was born in a family where my mom
did daycare. I was two years old when mom was forced into closing her daycare
to go back to work. My brother had serious health issues and the doctor said he
wouldn’t live if we didn’t get the germs out of the house. So, when I was two
years old mom took me to a daycare. I don’t remember much about her daycare,
but my sister and two brothers reminisce about it often. They talk about how
glad that they were that she was home when they got home from school and when
they were sick. They loved the preschool program she had and always having kids
to play with. But there were drawbacks like all the other kids playing with their
toys and getting into their stuff.
Now I have a job working at a
daycare center and I love it. I love working with the kids in the different
rooms. There is such a difference from one age group to another. They all have their
own uniqueness and personalities. Each child has their own rate of growth and achievements.
Some are a little slower than others at taking their first steps or saying their
first words. But that’s ok because it’s who they are.
Our daycare center has a daily
routine which I think kids really need in their life. Each room has unique
ideas for arts, crafts and activities for the children. We have special events
which include the parents for mother’s day, father’s day, and some of the
holidays. There is a special graduation ceremony for the four years old. The kids
get so excited about the special activities we do.
I
have worked in different classes and can’t pick my favorite one. I have learned
so much about each age group and enjoy getting to know the kids and their families.
I love being called Miss Kirsten and feel good when I get a big good bye wave
or hug.
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