I just had a memory today of something my little O said back in May. Our theme was Community Helpers. We had a double dosage of firefighter visits that month. The city fire station made a visit to our school where we were able to walk around and sit in a fire truck and learn a little about the ambulance. But we also had a special treat. One of my student's daddy is a firefighter, and he came to our class to show us all his gear and tell us about living in the fire station. It was really nice that he gave us so much of his time. It was on his day off and he was on less of a time constraint than the organized visit from the city station.
The day before the visit we had told the kids that A's daddy was a firefighter and he was going to come share with us. O said that her daddy was a firefighter, too.
The next day when the firefighter actually came she changed her mind and told us, "Um. My daddy's not a firefighter. He just puts people to sleep and makes sure they don't wake up."
Three-year-olds and their understanding of the world...
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