Abstract
Excerpt: Imagine you are going on a bicycle ride in a small town in Hungary. After leaving the noisy town behind, you cross a bridge over a picturesque stream. The fresh air fills your lungs, and you feel happy and care free. Soon, you see gardens with fruit trees; as you peek through the green leaves, you catch sight of neat, little red-roofed houses. You remember why you came here. One of those red roof belongs to the preschool you once attended. Now a researcher, you enter the building, and your heart starts beating faster. Yes, the building looks familiar. Soon you see faces of your former teachers smiling at you-they still remember who you are, as if those 23 years never went by. The interviews with the director and teachers, along with the observations in the classrooms, reaffirm the feelings you felt there as a child. This is a place that children, parents, and teachers all deserve.