Since Toy Story 3 takes place in a kind of hellish version of a daycare, I thought it apt to make a topic dedicated about our childhood centers. So, I just wanted to know what are some of your best/worst experience you remember of being in a daycare or preschool? If you can’t remember your daycare, then you can put your elementary school. Also, if possible, please post a picture of your daycare as well, just for comparison.
For example, I’ll start off by saying that back in 1996, I used to go to a preschool called Primary Plus. I remember that my favorite toy at the center was wooden Jaymar piano, and I would often get buried in the sandbox by the other children. One time, I decided to explore the surrounding neighborhood and when I came back the police had been looking for me. Good times.
Haha, Pixar Builder, I love that childhood thing of going wherever you want to without thinking about the consequences, and then you come back and everyone’s been all worried.
Hmm…I can’t remember going to anything like a preschool, but I think I went to a daycare type thing where your parents stay with you all day, more like a nursery or something. And then I went to a primary school in London for just a year before moving down south, and all I can really remember of my first primary school is that the classrooms were very narrow and one boy showed me his fingernail that had fallen off when it had been hit with something.
I never went to any daycare as a kid because my mother was always there while my father worked. I do remember some fun times in kindergarten though. I was fast to make friends and my best friend was this chinese girl named Jenny. Her and I use to always play with the toys during playtime and sometimes we would try to hog them all.
Sigh I miss the days where all you had to worry about was what toy you were getting for Christmas and if you were going to get in trouble for not doing your homework. Now I have to worry about everything else. Lol, darn me for taking those days for granted.
A bad memory of me being in elementary school would have to be this time where these two girls were bullying me and one day I had enough and hit one of the girls. She was fine, she had some marks on her. I remember the teacher got mad at me for hitting her, but she was the one who started it! After that day my mother and father told me that no matter what, when someone hits you, you hit back and beat the living **** out of them.
Oh, Campbell Avenue isn’t that bad. I was really adventurous as a child so I liked to explore different areas, but I don’t ever remember being in any real danger. There wasn’t a lot of cars nearby.
By the way, wow, you all had some really amazing childhoods! That is horrific and disgusting lizardgirl, but I can relate (one kid showed me a thumbnail that had fallen off, after being in a car accident). KarmaWolf, you’re parents are awesome! My mom used to fret about the smallest things when I was 7, like the time I took made a microwave gun and accidentally set the curtains on fire.
I don’t really have too many nightmare daycare experiences. most of the ones I went to were just at people’s homes, and while I wasn’t too fond of them some times, it was more about boredom and unfairness than anything.
There was one daycare I absolutely hated though. And I was so young I barely remember much. But I just remember it being so big, I got so overwelmed I just started to cry because I missed my parents. I never understood why they just left me there for who knows how long. I mean, I had no concept of time I was so young. I knew they’d be back eventually, but there were SOO many other kids and adults that towered over me, I didn’t know anybody and just kinda sat on the floor crying the whole time. Some of the adults tried to get me to play with these tinkertoys, but I wanted nothing to do with them.
I wish I could describe the building, it felt like it was a school almost, because I remember a gymnasium like room, with a small stage. I sat on a home made wooden table thing eating animal crackers when I finally started to feel okay with it, when my mom and grandmother finally came back to pick me up. I never went back again.
Years later I was told it was only mean to be a one time thing in the first place. I didn’t know that though at the time.
I never went to daycare, but preschool I did. There were 5 of us (6 for one part of the year, but she came and went). We each had a color assigned to us. There was Shelby (red), David (I think - orange), me (yellow, my fave color at the time ), Josh (green), Troy (blue), and that poor 6th girl, Samantha (purple). These colors were very important, for they were our way of identification. Our cubbies had our colors on them (I remember sitting in my cubby once waiting for my mom to pick me up, just 'cause. XD), our cups for milk in them (it was always white milk, which at the time I thought was disgusting), our birthday bears (yes, we got little stuffed bears for our birthdays! ) and other things. I remember my best friend was Josh, and Shelby was an on-off brat! David was someone I just didn’t care for, and Troy was Mr. Shy Guy. Samantha, I don’t remember her well enough, but I do know she was put into foster families (which is why she came and went). We had lots of toys to play with, and sometimes, we’d ride the Big Wheels! Man, that was fun! Our preschool was at a church, so we had our daily dose of Sunday-school-like Bible lessons. I still remember my sister (who was born while I was in preschool) was to be baptized there, and me and Shelby took the baby dolls and pretended to baptize them in the spirit of things! XD (If they were Toy Story characters, I wonder how’d they have felt about that . . . ) I also remember we had an assignment where we would take a bear home (either boy or girl) for the weekend, and we’d write about our experiences with them. I wanted to take her sledding, but my mom wouldn’t let me. I think I had said I took my Woody doll instead. Was it my Woody doll though? I forget! I’m surprised I remember all this from a decade ago! XD
I went to preschool, not daycare, but either way it was pretty boring for me. The one thing I will always remember is when this girl threw a block at my head for no apparent reason. I still hold it against her to this day (she goes to my school). Also, I’m still pretty good friends with my best friend in preschool. During preschool I dressed up as Woody for Halloween and he was Buzz. Also I definitely do remember playing a bunch of educational PC games like Putt Putt, Pajama Sam, and Freddie Fish, which were all pretty cute. Beyond that, I barely remember much else.
I went to a preschool too, and I could already read well so the teacher let me take attendence and read stories to the class sometimes!
As for bad memories, my dad asked the teacher is he could come in and teach us kids a little bit about music (that being his line of work) and he came in one time with a funny hat and beard and pretended to be a German man named Professor Moozack. I refused to be in the same room. I don’t know if it was out of embarrasment or fear!
When I was 5 and back in my preschool, I used to think that this thing was a live animal.
I didn’t know what it was called at the time (I still don’t- I think it’s something for water), or what it was used for except that it looked kind of menacing to me and was kept behind a green metal cage. I would always try to feed it my snacks at home, expecting it to one day start moving but it never did. I still have nightmares about it sometimes.
I frequently went to daycare at this one lady’s house. All I can remember is that I always wanted to play with the Mr. Potato Head bucket, and the lady’s VCR broke my Toy Story tape. Going a day without seeing Toy Story back then was tough, trust me.
I never went to pre school but I remember kindergarden, Started when I was 6 in 1997 and graderating this year. I remember meeting my first friend at school and a few other things like when I was on a swing I kicked a girl by accident.
), Josh (green), Troy (blue), and that poor 6th girl, Samantha (purple). These colors were very important, for they were our way of identification. Our cubbies had our colors on them (I remember sitting in my cubby once waiting for my mom to pick me up, just 'cause. XD), our cups for milk in them (it was always white milk, which at the time I thought was disgusting), our birthday bears (yes, we got little stuffed bears for our birthdays! 
Also I definitely do remember playing a bunch of educational PC games like Putt Putt, Pajama Sam, and Freddie Fish, which were all pretty cute. Beyond that, I barely remember much else. 
