When my daughter grows up, she wants to return to her preschool to be a teacher.

Does she want to shape young minds?

Of course not.

She wants to pick the helpers, you know, the kids who get to ring the bell, turn on the lights and set the lunch table.

Every morning during circle time, a teacher randomly picks the students who get to do the various classroom jobs that day. Meanwhile the kids wait anxiously, hoping she’ll pull their “star” from the basket.

Imagine having the power to make 30-something four-year-olds sit still in hopes that they’ll be allowed to do extra work. Who wouldn’t want to be able to wield that kind of control?

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