Do they still sell those roll-on perfume? My fondest school memory included that when I was on second grade. My teacher, Mrs. Abad (her first name is Merly, I believe), encouraged her pupils to participate by rubbing her roll-on perfume on our blouse's collar. She expresses her pride over her pupils achievements through her perfume. It was effective. I remember feeling happy whenever I get a reward. It was the best scent - it lingers even when I'm on my way home. Even now, it makes me smile when I smell something similar.
Now that I have a pre-schooler, I cannot help but remember how noble this profession is. I look at how Pot's teacher manages to keep her sanity amidst twelve overly active kids; how she magically makes them perform on stage and work as a team on every recital. It must be a gift! Not everyone can be a teacher.
Did you ever notice how pre-school teachers always have a light aura - like everyday their good vibes-o-meter is full? They are happy. They enjoy it. It must be because they are surrounded by kids. It feels like they will always be kids at heart.
I still dream of having my own pre-school center someday. Someday. :)
From all of us who have learned to read, write, socialize and go on with life after disappointments, thank you dear teachers. Hats off to you.