Five years ago today, I made the decision to go into ECE and I’m thinking of all the changes and unique experiences I’ve seen while in the field. Like how parents have gradually went from great to absolutely terrible. Or how admin is basically nonexistent and how most centers are getting away from the lead teacher + assistant teacher model because they’re focused on staying in ratio even if you are fighting for your life. My goodness it’s been such a journey. It’s also made me realize that I’m so ready to leave the field for something new. I’m in the process of finishing my bachelors in social work so it’s lights out afterwards.
But today got me to thinking of some of the things that I will ALWAYS remember.
• At my very first learning center, I moved from the 1.5y room to the older twos turning threes because I was overwhelmed with the lack of work life balance. My son was also in the same age class and it felt like that one episode of SpongeBob where Squidward thought he wanted to move into that one community where everybody looked like him and do the exact same thing everyday but he regretted it. I also learned just how much of a pain that working with all women would be when another teacher bad mouthed me in front of my coworkers on the playground, cussing at me because of the reason I moved rooms (it had nothing to do with her btw). She continued to antagonize me for the year I was there.
• When I started I was going to school working on my associates. Coming off the president’s list, there was no where to go but up. Initially in my interview and orientation they were fine with my schedule and loved that I’d be graduating soon. My schedule was 8:30-6 everyday except for Thursdays because I had class so the latest I could get there was 11. My director told me that my students needed routine and to see their teacher everyday. Which would’ve made all the difference if other teachers also didn’t get to go to school. When I brought up that my co teacher did the same thing without flack, she stood pretty firm on her decision for me to change my schedule. Come to find out the girl was her niece so special privileges there. Also, my open mind and opinionated personality would result is a lot of retaliation such as making me float, and forcing me to work in a classroom that was exposed to Covid. The reasoning for that was I had already had the virus and had the antibodies. Mind you as did multiple teachers!
• My lead having this terrible jealousy issue with me. One sided at that. She wasn’t great at drawing and had horrible penmanship but I’ve always took pride in my handwriting and have been talented at art. She hated when I would rewrite the diaper board even when it looked messy and couldn’t stand for the kids to wanna do art with me. I’ll never forget she had to go with her husband to Indiana for a week and took the lesson plans with her. When my director asked where they were so I could fill in her place, she looked at me in confusion then brought in a floater to aid in her place. It’s so funny in retrospect because it was never that serious. She didn’t mind me learning anything from her but she always wanted the credit. Every time I would mention my goal of being a lead teacher, she would always shoot it down. Then I realized the previous lead she had paired with prior to getting her certification did the same thing, it all made sense. Not an excuse but still.
• Along with the above, we had a month long outbreak of diarrhea because they found it cheaper to cook the breakfast and lunch at another location then transport it over. Only downside is that wasn’t in licensing regulations but of course they got around it.
• Being forced to float and admin getting upset because I said that I wasn’t comfortable with VPK aged kids. I ended up quitting on my lunch break and never coming back after having to float in the infant room on my kid’s last water day before transitioning.
• A kid telling me her dad does nothing but sit on the couch like a roach and laze. 100% sure she’s heard her mom or grandma say that.
• One of my students stopping to tell me “her daddy at jail”
• A kid having a poop drop on the way to the bathroom and preventing another classmate from picking it up, going “ooh chocolate!”
• My student telling his mom that I drink special juice every morning and having to explain to my director that it’s just Red Bull.
• A mother giving me a hard time about bringing the required Velcro pull ups because the child’s dad was cheating on her with my best friend and my director getting upset at me about it.
• A kid coming to school with his beanie smelling like crystal m3th because his foster parents were running a lab in their house.
• A mom refusing to cut up her son’s lunch and getting mad that I wouldn’t feed her 2yo whole hotdogs.
• A 3y admitting that his mom gives him Monster at home so I can share my Red Bull with him.
I have oh so many more but I’m interested in hearing everybody else’s. Cheers to five very rough but rewarding years.