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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
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THE FARMER

     A little girl told me several times last Friday that she's decided she's going to be a farmer when she grows up. She's a precocious child, the only one in our class who really knows how to read, not just repeat books she's frequently had read to her.
     Later that day, she came up to me smiling and pointing proudly to her leg, saying, "This is so I don't forget". I looked and saw she had used a fingernail to scratch a white "H" on the front of her calf.      
      "But Julie, 'Farmer' starts with an 'F'!" I said.
      She wasn't the slightest bit taken back. She immediately carved not one, but two "Fs" underneath her "H".

      I could scarcely wait to see her Monday afternoon. "Are you still planning to be a farmer?" I asked her.
      "Noooo," she said, crooning the word in her unique way, "I don't think so."
      "What do you want to be now?"
      "A Nurse." "Do you think we should carve an "N" on your leg, then?" I queried.
      And she proceeded to do just that. Three days have passed since then. So far, she's still sticking with nurse.

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