The View from the Trenches

A day in the life of a pre-school teacher.....

My family owns and operates a small early childhood development center in rural Western Massachusetts.

Less than five miles from busy downtown Greenfield, it’s off the beaten path; sitting on nearly five acres of private land bordered by highway 91 on one side, a river on another, with a thick woods behind. It’s been in the family for almost six years now, and has gotten quite popular amongst the locals.

Recently, as two of the younger generation have cut back their hours there to accommodate their higher education pathways, I’ve had to temporarily pitch in…..somewhat less than enthusiastically. The only baby that I’ve ever had the desire to hold was my own daughter; I’m sooooooooo much more comfortable around the elderly than around little ones. They run circles around me, and I’ve always had the sneaking suspicion that they not only can sense how much they intimidate me, but they capitalize upon it! And so, I showed up for my first day this past week with trepidation and a sense of resignation; I was going to grin and bear it, taking one for the team, so to speak.

It turned out to be not at all intimidating or difficult. Instead, it was a sobering and eye-opening experience.

First of all, let me give some background; this area is a network of small rural towns connected by a city (Greenfield) that really grew out of farming roots. We have many small, mostly-organic food co-ops and small farmers still operating their little businesses. People tend to be aware of real nutrition and the importance of healthy diets. Additionally, this area is known for education; Deerfield Academy is here, and the surrounding towns of Amherst, Northampton, and Hadley have several of the most prestigious colleges and private schools in the country.

We also have several large(r) spiritual retreats spread from the Berkshires to the edges of Worcester County. Western Massachusetts has got what should be a strong foundation for a healthy body, mind and spirit integration all across the board.

The families who use our childcare center are young, professional and successful….and they appreciate the personal attention that their children get with us. It is a very nurturing environment, and the children who come to us tend to go on to be better positioned for a successful kindergarden experience than those who start out elsewhere. (This is purely anectodal and has come from countless stories told to us by word-of-mouth, which is in my opinion, the most powerful evidence that exists). Unfortunately, though….coupled with the meticulously-prepared organic snacks and lunches and insistence on herbal, chemical-free bug spray that the parents send in with their children each day is a rigorous adherence to the cdc’s early childhood vaxxine schedule to the clear and evident detriment to their children’s health.

The damage is relentless….and it is painfully obvious in the vacant stares of more than half of the little zombies who are showing up each day.

Docile as small robots, they say very few words (some speak no words at all), mechanically shove whatever food is placed into their hand into their mouths at lunch, and lay down on their cots at naptime on command. On the playground they often wander aimlessly….not realizing if a shoe has fallen off one of their feet, showing no animation or interest at all in anything. The parents of these children will go on to realize with concern that something is very wrong when their children grow yet fail to thrive. It will stand out with crystal clarity once they enter mainstream education that they are developmentally disabled.

Conversely, the damage is also obvious in the repetitive cycling behaviors and emotionally dysregulated outbursts of the remaining half of the children, who are on a path to behavior-controlling pharmaceuticals for the remainder of their childhood years. These tortured little souls endlessly spin a lock of hair in a spiralling circle, repeat the same words over and over, and are incapable of following simple directions or paying attention for even a few seconds. They often go ballistic for no apparent reason, pounding…banging, screaming as if jabbed by an invisible poker. The parents of these poor children are generally “baffled and confused” by the behaviors, and are at a loss what to do with these children, searching desperately for supplemental services to help them cope.

The damage is most stark and obvious In the days directly following a visit to doctor god; a marked difference in behavior and effects that are so pronounced that all of us know without even being told by the parents that little so-and-so had his/her “well visit” yesterday. It is obvious in the dripping noses, hacking coughs and inconsolable crying at naptime as the poor little ones try to adjust and overcome the horrendous damage to their physical and emotional bodies that their parents forced them to endure. Yet the years of brainwashing and giving away all power and authority into the hands of “medical professionals” and “the science” duly laid out by the benevolent rulers have rendered these adult caretakers incapable of even beginning to think for themselves; certainly they can not connect dots of cause-and-effect, especially when the “safe and effective” drumbeat has set up a force-field around their consciousness. It is a foundational First Principle, and part of the religious belief system of allopathic medicine.

State-sanctioned medical assault is the most hideous of crimes against humanity, and when parents deliver their helpless children up for this despicable violation over and over and over again……the damage goes well beyond the most obvious chronic health problems that inevitably follow EVERY shot. It is a betrayal on every front. And watching it in happen in real time is very, very difficult.

One three year old girl, dropped off in the morning with a river of snot running down her chin that didn’t stop all day, barely slept at all during naptime because a barking cough that made her whole body shake started the second she lay down on her cot. When we texted her mother, she told us that the cough had bothered the child the previous night, but stopped after she got up, so the parents figured it would be okay to send her to school. Turns out she had had not one but TWO flu shots the previous day…..the second because for some reason, the first injection had only been partially delivered. Gads. No awareness of any potential consequences for shooting all those poisonous chemicals into such a little body; not by the medical cultist perpetuating it, nor by the parents.

It isn’t surprising that we, as a family group, are exploring ways to evolve our early childhood development center into a holistic community home school of some sort. The obstacles lie within the minds of the population of parents who surround us in this area. Will there be enough support if we change the business model? The overhead is very high, and we are at a crossroads. At least what we are doing now is helping in small ways…mitigating some of the damage with persistent love and care. We do our best to plant tiny seeds, hoping to give these parents some awareness that health is holistic and can never come from a needle, a pill or a poisoned terrain…..but it is not an easy task.

The relentless brainwashing has taken its toll on the overall level of intelligence among the population. Many of these people no longer have the biological capacity to think for themselves, thanks to a deteriorated hypothalamus, re-wired neural pathways and cortisol thinning. Without active mindfulness practices targeting these problems, there is no coming back for them, just as there is no real hope for their children as they become more and more damaged.

The struggle in the trenches is real, and if you want a glimpse into the reality of the harm that children are suffering as they grow up in the cult of pharma, just ask a preschool teacher. They have been bombarded by secondary trauma long before the covid years began shining a spotlight on vaxxines.