It's all a far cry from the infant classroom where I spend much of my day. Hold on though, on the door to the classroom we have the following ditty -
Most of what I really need to know about how to live, and what to do and how to be, I learned at nursery school. Wisdom was not at the top of the secondary school mountain, but there, in the sandbox at nursery school.
These are the things I learned: Share everything, Play fair, Don’t hit people, Put things back where you found them, Clean up your own mess, Don’t take things that aren’t yours, Say sorry when you hurt someone, Wash your hands before you eat, Flush the toilet, Warm biscuits and milk are good for you, Live a balanced life, Learn some and think some and draw and paint and sing and dance and play and work every day some.
When you go out into the world, watch for traffic, hold hands and stick together. Be aware of wonder. Remember the little seed in the plastic cup; the roots go down and the plant goes up and nobody really knows how or why, but we are all like that.
Goldfish and hamsters and white mice and even the little seed in the plastic cup - they all die. So do we.
And then remember the book about Dick and Jane and the first word you learned, the biggest word of all: LOOK. Everything you need to know is in there somewhere. The golden rules and love and basic sanitation. Ecology and politics and sane living.
Think what a better world it would be if we all - the whole world - had biscuits and milk at about three o’clock every afternoon, Or if we had a basic policy in our nation and other nations to always put things back where we found them and clear up our own mess. And it’s still true, no matter how old you are, when you go out into the world, it’s best to hold hands and stick together.
Makes you think, doesn't it?