Kindergarten through the eyes of a child

This week I was busy with a very important matter - we were getting into kindergarten . This situation made such an impression on me that I can’t think of anything else, so I will share the experience of our acquaintance with the kindergarten and the emotions overwhelming me.

The article will be short and unusual - not reflections, but just a story. Recently it was hinted to me that I was being too clever and sharing too little personal experience. I am correcting myself, taking advantage of the opportunity. I think you will be interested in our story with the kindergarten and how I saw the kindergarten through the eyes of my child.

Our story of getting to know the kindergarten

I admit that kindergarten is not something I am very familiar with. You can say that I “fell from the moon” :) Kindergarten is not part of my world, as something taken for granted. I myself only went there for about a month, and, according to my parents, I cried so much when they took me there that they couldn’t bear it and abandoned the idea. I remember the kindergarten itself vaguely, but since then I can’t stand boiled milk and semolina porridge - to the point of nausea.

They no longer took their brothers and sisters to kindergarten—my mother still stayed at home. We had enough communication, since there were a lot of us, and other children also came to visit. I didn’t even think about sending my eldest son to kindergarten, since I also stayed at home. But he grew up from 3 to 6 years old in a village where there were more opportunities for harmonious development. The situation with the youngest is different now - he sits at home and communicates only with me and his brother, who is 10 years older than him. Sometimes we go to visit or go on vacation to our relatives.

In general, when we suddenly had a queue at the kindergarten, I thought it was very opportune. Perhaps the child is bored at home, he needs communication with peers, some new experience... But I am depriving the child of all this! He's sitting at home, poor thing. Maybe he needs kindergarten? And I decided to place him there, contrary to the traditions of the whole family (of all my many nephews, only one goes to kindergarten - and then to a private one).

It all started during a doctor's visit. My child is, to put it mildly, difficult. Well, he doesn’t like it when someone touches him and looks into his mouth, and he doesn’t like to undress in an unfamiliar environment... All the doctors, seeing the hysterical child, violently resisting even entering the office, said one thing: “Why are you going to kindergarten? will you walk?

I don’t know how we’ll go to kindergarten... The neurologist diagnosed “excitable nervous system,” shook her head, prescribed pills, but gave the go-ahead for kindergarten. As a result of the fact that I woke my son up in the morning and raped him in hospitals, he began to have hysterics at home. The pills didn't help...

Entering the kindergarten with documents, I caught the eye of a teacher getting the children ready for a walk: the seal of the good old Soviet school on her forehead, a nervous and raised tone, commanding notes, primitive manipulations... I didn’t like her at first sight and I hoped that we would get another.

My oldest had a similar teacher at a music school. It immediately became clear to me that they would not find a common language. But the son resigned himself, he only carried out passive sabotage - he “hung out” all the time... Until the teacher was changed, after which the boy immediately turned out to be smart and talented!

When similar intonations appear in our own grandmother, we have a conversation with her on the topic: “Don’t traumatize my child!” We see grandma very rarely, here it will be every day. Of course, I understand that when there are 30 children, you need to “build” them somehow. But I would like them to be loved too... I want a lot, it seems - this is just her job. My child will be someone’s work, and not even a loved one.

I naively believed that my son would be interested in kindergarten and would like it - kids, toys... He goes to the children's room of the Ikea store with joy - he undresses himself and runs to play, forgetting about his mother. We even go there specially sometimes. Well, I’m tired of making ends meet - I’ve made plans for how I’ll work without a child...

But he didn’t like the kindergarten right away. My son flatly refused to even go to the lockers, let alone look into the room! No matter how much I described how wonderful the toys were and how interesting the children were, it didn’t help. He stomped around in the hallway, persuading his mother to put her fur coat back on and go outside, and was about to cry.

Ok, let's go outside, especially since we agreed with the teacher that we would come and meet each other for a walk. “Look what an interesting platform - cars, and a boat!..” - “No, let’s go to another one!” We wandered around the site until our group came out. Yes, the teacher we got was the one I didn’t like. According to the law of meanness, apparently

I approached her, and my son, seeing the children, went to leave the territory. When one boy approached him, he shouted: “No!” rushed towards me and grabbed my legs. To be honest, I didn’t expect such a reaction. It seems like he walks around the playgrounds normally. He doesn’t really communicate with other children, but he doesn’t shy away either.

I saw fear in my son’s eyes, confusion in his serious face... As if he felt something terrible! The child clearly does not want to go to kindergarten. What am I doing?! Am I an enemy to my child?!

Fairy tales for adaptation to kindergarten

TALE No. 1

Kitten Kuzka goes to kindergarten

Once upon a time there lived a kitten Kuzka. He was gray, only his ears were white. And Kuzka had a mother, a big striped cat, Murka.

One day my mother said to Kuzka: “Tomorrow you will go to kindergarten for kittens for the first time.” - Kindergarten?! And what is it? – the kitten asked, a little scared. “A kindergarten is a place where all the kittens play, eat and sleep together,” the mother cat smiled. - Mommy, will my friend Druzhok be there too? - No, Kuzka. My friend will go to puppy kindergarten. And in the evenings and on weekends, you will meet and tell each other how you had a good time in kindergarten, what new things you learned, what games you played,” Kuzka’s mother explained. - Mommy, I will be sad without Buddy. And you, will you be with me? – asked the baby kitten. - No, my love, I’ll take you to kindergarten and then go home. You will play there with other kittens and teachers, drink milk, and sleep. Before you know it, time will fly by and I will come for you.

Kuzka listened carefully to his mother, understood everything, but still, he didn’t really want to go to kindergarten. He could not imagine that he would be alone for so long, without his mother. Moreover, Druzhka will not be there with him. The kitten couldn’t fall asleep for a long time, tossing and turning in the crib and thinking and thinking about kindergarten.

- Kuzenka, wake up, get up, drink milk, brush your teeth, and let's go to kindergarten! – the kitten heard its mother’s voice in the morning. I didn’t want to get out of bed at all, but I didn’t want to upset my mother either.

In fact, Kuzka hoped that Murka’s mother would change her mind and instead of going to this same kindergarten, they would go for a walk together. On the way, the kitten was silent, and his mother told him that he would find new friends in the kindergarten. - Mommy, but I already have a Friend! Why do I need other friends?! - he said to the cat. - So it’s not at all bad to have a lot of friends! This doesn’t mean that you will forget Druzhka! - Mom laughed.

At this moment they approached the kindergarten. A fluffy gray cat came out to meet them. “I’m your teacher, and my name is Pushinka,” she said. - And over there are other kittens with whom you can play different games. - Hello, I'm Murzik! Let's go play catch-up! – one black kitten ran up to Kuzka and pulled him along.

Mom Murka waved goodbye to her son and left. Kuzka felt a little sad, but Murzik hurried him to start the game. First they played catch, then hide and seek and throw a ball, then Aunt Pushinka read them the fairy tale “Who Said Meow,” then they drank milk and lay down to rest. After sleep, the games continued. Kuzka met other kittens, it was so interesting and fun that he didn’t notice when it was time to go home.

- Mom, it was so great! - he told his mother on the way home. - How I want to tell my friend everything! “I think that he also has something to share with you,” answered Kuzka’s mother. Indeed, Druzhok was already waiting for the kitten near the house to talk about his day and also play with his best friend. They played until the evening, but tried to go to bed early so as not to oversleep and be late for kindergarten.

The next morning Kuzka got up before his mother and rushed to drink milk and brush his teeth. He knew he was in for another great day at kindergarten.

TALE No. 2

The Tale of Sadness (for boys we replace it with a man’s name)

Once upon a time there lived a girl Masha. At first she was just a baby, and then she grew and grew and grew. She had grown so much that she could now go to kindergarten with the kids and play. Mom and Dad were so happy that Masha was big. We had a celebration. Mom baked a cake, and Masha even blew out the candles herself.

The next day Mashulya went to kindergarten for the first time, and she liked it there so much that she didn’t even want to leave. She played with toys and ate delicious porridge. And she also had a friend there - Semyon, such a cheerful boy with curls.

They played together all day long. Semyon sat at one end of the room and pushed a large truck to Masha. Masha caught him, loaded him with cubes and sent him to Semyon, and he built a large tower. They had fun together. Even falling asleep was not boring, because the beds were next to each other, and they closed their eyes together and slept.

And then one rainy autumn day, when the leaves turned completely yellow, the wind brought Sadness to the kindergarten. She was so small, gray, like a microbe, she flew into the window and hid in Masha’s pocket. And then Masha was replaced. She felt sad, for some reason she was upset, she lost her mother and let’s cry. All the kids and the teacher calmed her down, calmed her down... But the tears kept falling by themselves, so drip-drip-drip... And Masha still knows that her mother will come soon, she’ll just go to work, then buy delicious yogurt and come running for Masha. Masha knows this, but for some reason she’s still sad - she wants her mother to come right now... And all this sad Sadness sits in her pocket and upsets Masha, makes her cry.

Semyon tried to cheer Masha up: he offered to play loaf, rolled a doll in her stroller - but Masha was still sad. And then Semyon saw that Mashulya’s eyes were completely wet. And he decided to help her: “Give me,” he says, “I’ll get your handkerchief and wipe away your tears, don’t cry!” Syoma Mashin pulled out a handkerchief, and together with it, Sadness shook herself out of her pocket and flew out the window again. And Masha immediately smiled, and then laughed and became cheerful again. And Syoma and the other kids, of course, were very happy that Sadness had completely flown away, and they all ran together to watch cartoons. Since then, Masha always checks her pocket to see if Sadness is stuck there and is never sad in kindergarten anymore.

TALE No. 3

The Tale of a Crib.

“Once upon a time there was a crib. She lived in a group kindergarten and stood in the bedroom among other cribs. In the fall, children came to the group. Many cribs were made with baby bedding and they became beautiful. And children began to come to them. They lay down in their cribs and the cribs warmed them. The children felt good and warm in their beds and fell asleep. The cribs were very happy. And only one crib did not have a baby and she was very sad. She had no one to warm her, she was bored and lonely. And then a new girl (boy) appeared, who was placed in this crib. The crib was so happy. The girl was very cute, beautiful, kind. The crib was happy. She was really looking forward to the girl coming to her. And when the girl came, the crib tried to warm her up as quickly as possible and give her sleep. But the girl suddenly stopped liking sleeping in the garden. When she went to bed, she constantly asked about her mother. The crib was very upset, she tried her best to warm her, calm her down, so that the girl would fall asleep. But the girl did not sleep. The crib began to fear that the girl would not want to sleep at all and she would be left alone again. This made her very sad, because she was already so used to this good girl, she loved warming her so much. The crib was created to give children sleep. Every crib dreamed of doing this. And our crib too. And you also have a crib in kindergarten. She’s really waiting for you, she loves to warm you and is happy when you sleep in her.”

TALE No. 4

“Tosha the Elephant Goes to Kindergarten”

Once upon a time there lived a family. Father elephant, mother elephant and little elephant Tosha. The elephant has grown up, and it’s time for him to go to kindergarten. He really wanted to get there and this day came. Mom woke Tosha up early, washed him, dressed him in new clothes and drove him by car to kindergarten.

At kindergarten he was met by his aunt teacher. She showed him the locker where he would put his things and spare slippers. A beautiful picture of a ball was pasted on the locker so that Tosha would not confuse his locker with others. The elephant changed his shoes to different slippers, and his mother led him into the group. There were already many other elephants there, they were playing with blocks, looking at books, and pushing dolls in strollers. Tosha also found something to do, he saw a pipe, took it and began to hum.

And then the elephant’s nanny brought breakfast and set the table. The elephants ate porridge, sausage, drank tea with bread and butter...

After breakfast the elephant got bored, but then another little elephant came up to him and they met and became friends. The baby elephant's name was Gora. He showed Tosha toys in the group, games, and they played happily. Tosha didn’t even notice how his mother came.

You can talk about everything that happens in kindergarten during the day. You can add the child’s comments to the adult’s story. He will add situations that worried him during the day. And by listening to the child’s answers to questions, you can diagnose the child’s condition and his experiences.

Questions for the child: Do you think Tosha had fun in kindergarten? What upset him? What did Tosha like? What do you think Tosha needs so that he doesn’t feel sad?

TALE No. 5

A fairy tale about a kindergarten

In distant, distant times, gnomes lived in one small village. They were very friendly, cheerful and hardworking people. Men went into underground mines early in the morning to mine precious stones, and women stayed at home to cook food and clean up the garden and house. Dwarves, if you don’t already know about it, really love cleanliness and order. And if you were lucky enough to walk through this village, then your surprise would have no end: everywhere is so neat and clean that it’s a pleasure to look at! And what wonderful gardens every gnome’s house has! But the most important thing is that ringing laughter can be heard in every garden: these are children playing and having fun.

And only in one single garden is it always quiet... It’s just that there have never been and never will be children in this house. This is probably why the mistress of the house always has sad eyes. While caring for the garden and waiting for her husband to get home from work, she often thought that even the garden lacked joy. After all, children's smiles and laughter give joy to all life on Earth... On the day when this story happened, the woman was weeding her favorite flowers and thinking the same sad thoughts. And suddenly children’s voices were heard: “Oh, Petrol, just look at how bright her feathers are!” I wish I had one of these for my collection! - LenOl, you just need to follow her, what if she drops her beautiful feather for you? This brother and sister from a neighboring house, in pursuit of a wonderful bird with bright plumage, did not notice how they ended up in the garden of a sad woman. – Petrol, she’s playing with us! – the girl shouted joyfully, and children’s laughter, like the ringing of bells, echoed throughout the garden.

The woman immediately saw an amazing change: the garden began to come to life! The trees rustled their leaves approvingly, and the flowers raised their heads and began to sway to the rhythm of the children's voices. Even the birds began to sing louder and more cheerfully. And the sad woman smiled.

But then the guys jumped out onto the path and got scared when they saw their neighbor. They finally realized that they were running around someone else’s garden without permission, which, of course, should never be done! Seeing the children's faces frozen in fear, the woman hastened to say: “Why don’t you come here more often?” And invite your friends with you. We have a very large garden!

You can’t even imagine what joy began in the gnome village! Now, every morning, all the children hurried to the sad woman’s garden, where they ran, laughed, came up with new games, swung on swings, explored new hollows in the trees, and tasted unfamiliar fruits from fruit trees. They brought their favorite toys with them and played with them all together. And in the evening the children returned home, flushed and happy. Parents couldn’t be happier: now they could calmly do their adult things without worrying that the children would become sad or bored. And now the smile never left the face of the owner of the garden, and everyone began to forget that they once called her a sad woman...

This is how it became the custom from then on in the small dwarf village: to call this garden a “kindergarten.” They say that a famous traveler once drove past and admired the large garden, where the hubbub and children's laughter could be heard everywhere, from which even the sun began to smile. And then, traveling all over the Earth, he spoke with surprise about what he saw in that distant village. This is how people learned what a kindergarten is, and how good it feels for children when they get together and don’t get bored each in their own home...

TALE No. 6

The Tale of Sonechka, the Kindergarten and the Elephant

There was a girl. Her name was Sonechka. She was a good girl, but she really didn’t like going to kindergarten. Her sister Lenochka enjoyed going to kindergarten; she had friends there - Varya and Polya. The girls had fun and interesting together. And Sofia didn’t have girlfriends. Maybe because she was a little capricious and a little greedy. If someone asks her for a toy to play with, but she doesn’t give it, she feels sorry for her.

Sofia sits in the corner, sulking at everyone - her mother, her teachers, her children. Especially for children - they play so happily, and no one pays attention to the fact that she is so sad. Sonya felt so offended that she grabbed the first toy that came to hand and threw it to the floor with all her might. Let him know! And then... The girl saw that the toy (and it was a baby elephant) began to cry. She began to sob quietly and tears appeared in her button eyes. Sofia squatted down and began to carefully examine the baby elephant - what if she just imagined it. After all, toys cannot cry. No, it didn't seem like it. The little elephant cried bitterly. The girl felt ashamed.

“Don’t cry, there’s no need,” she took the toy in her arms, “I... I didn’t want to hurt you.” But the baby elephant continued to sniffle. Sonya pulled out a handkerchief from her purse, which she always carried with her, and wiped the toy’s tear-stained eyes and trunk. - Well, what are you doing? “I, I’m so sad, so lonely, and you also offended me so much,” the baby elephant sobbed. “Sorry,” the girl felt ashamed. - Why are you sad? - I don't know anyone here. I was recently enrolled in a kindergarten. I used to live in a factory with my brothers and sisters, there were still a lot of toys there, we had such a good time. And then we were all sold out. Who goes where. I ended up in your kindergarten, I don’t know anyone here at all. Nobody wants to play with me, I'm so lonely. “Me too,” Sofia sighed. - At my house too - my dad, my mom, and my sister. It’s so good at home... “Okay,” agreed the little elephant. - Only now my home is here. In the evening you will definitely go home to your mom and dad, and I will stay here, in a dark room, all alone... And he cried again.

“Don’t cry, please don’t cry,” she stroked his head and wiped away his tears, “I... I’ll come to you again tomorrow.” Honestly. I'll come right in the morning. You just go to bed in the evening and sleep until the morning. When you wake up, I will already be there. And I will play with you. And I'll tell you fairy tales. And I’ll even introduce you to other toys, if you want? - Of course I want! – the baby elephant was happy. - That’s good, now let’s play! - Let's.

That's how Sofia spent the whole day in the kindergarten, playing with the baby elephant. She introduced him to other toys so that he wouldn't be bored while she was home. And I even met some of the kids myself, because playing together is much more fun.

And every morning Sonya went to kindergarten with pleasure, because she knew that her friend, the baby elephant, was waiting for her there. And he will miss him very, very much if suddenly she doesn’t come.

The man lived for himself - he didn’t grieve, he did what he wanted and when he wanted. They took him into account and consulted him, hugged him back, kissed his bruises and did not forbid anything. And then some strange woman, in the tone of a sleep-deprived ensign, will command from morning to evening: “Let's go out in pairs! We took boots and mittens from the radiator. To help anyone, come one at a time!” And this is not so bad, there will still be: “Masha is the only one doing well - she got dressed, but the rest didn’t.” “Don’t go here, don’t touch this, now we’ll do this, and then we’ll do that. And not a minute earlier or later. And no one asks you whether you want it or not, whether you like it or not. Eat, otherwise you won’t leave the table. If you threw a toy into the corner, you are punished.”

And most importantly, there will be no mother! And it’s completely unclear why, why my mother gave me to this strict aunt! Not only did dad leave, but also mom... Am I bad and useless to anyone? And then there are children, different children, with whom I definitely have to be “friends” - and they tease, push, take away toys...

And all day long there is noise, shouts, bustle and commands. I’m not used to it, I’m tired and I want to go home - to my mother and brother! There is my cat, my toys, cartoons - but here there is nothing of mine, everything is someone else’s...

This is roughly how I saw the kindergarten through the eyes of my child. How affectionate he became when he came home - as if he understood everything. But I didn’t even tell him that he would be left in kindergarten without me!

We don't need kindergarten

In general, you already guessed that the next day we didn’t even try to continue our acquaintance with the kindergarten. I called and refused the place. As a result of this story, my son and I have become even closer - and it’s great for both of us! I decided for myself the issue with the kindergarten and gained a new appreciation for the joys of freedom and family.

Accordingly, now I need to think over a plan for the full development and upbringing of a child before school without kindergarten. Well, you’ll have to think through your life. Why give birth to children in order to maim them? I think any baby would prefer mom to extra candy, even if this candy is available every day. We will continue to be poor and try to earn money at home. If the end comes, I’ll go to work as a cleaner, but I won’t send my child to kindergarten in prison!

Of course, this is just our personal situation. Yes, I'm probably too impressionable. How are things going with your kindergarten, mom and dad? I think this is a sore point for many: should I send my child to kindergarten? Share your stories? You can read my thoughts on what a kindergarten is and whether a child needs one. How can we do without thinking? Subscribe to news here.