School Days and Preschool Days, Too:
A treasury of anecdotes culled from my work and play as a preschool worker and an elementary school after- school activities supervisor


     Often when it rains I make announcements about fabulous mountains we can build in our roofed-over sandbox. I do this partly to relieve stress on the indoor teachers. Occasionally, though, we do build some pretty massive piles of sand, and the rhythm of teamwork that gets established is pretty nice, too.
     It was one of those rainy afternoons. A large number of preschoolers and I were working smoothly together, and our many "demolition experts" were somehow restraining themselves. The pile of sand we were all shovelling grew taller and taller. I felt an unusual harmony and saw a kind of vision of Democracy. I was just about to get lost in it, when a very strong-willed child shovelling next to me looked intensely my way and with not even a trace of humor announced, "You're working for me, you know!"

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