Preschool for adults teacher says we’ve got it all wrong

Even the zebra's on board

Even the zebra’s on board

Back in January we told you about Brooklyn’s new preschool for adults, where people learn to cope with the overwhelming world of grown ups with play-doh and musical chairs for a mere $333. A lot of people were skeptical of a project that encourages people to return to the most self-indulgent points in their lives, especially since millennials don’t have the best reputation when it comes to being coddled. Well hold on to your newspaper hats, world, because one of the teachers at Preschool Mastermind has spoken out against the meanies who have been hating on it since the story went viral.

CanCan, who describes herself as a single parents, aspiring model, blogger, and adult preschool teacher, says she’d had her fair share of real world problems like getting divorced and losing several jobs, and that regressing to her finger painting days has been the most effective way to cope. Ok, at least it’s not hard drugs. She goes on to say that people need to stop whining about the price sine she spends $400 per week to send her kid to half-day pre-school.

CanCan also isn’t a fan of people who claim the course is a waste of time. While we wouldn’t really argue with that–investing time in yourself is often a good idea–we lose her a bit when she says this is the place to make lifelong friends, just like you did in pre-school. Sure, you could hit it off with another preschool mastermind and ignite of lifetime of glorious playdates, but some of this stuff is a bit regressive even for nap and snack champions like us.

What we really find upsetting about this whole thing, though, is the application process. There are so many questions! Why do we have to do work? Forms are awful. Forms reminds us of the marathon of adulthood forms that we’ve been trying to escape. Forms are another responsibility to deal with, and what do you think drove us here in the first place but exhaustion from the dumb responsibilities of being terrified grown ups.

As much as we bash this, we do have two final questions: When will DeBlasio champion the cause of universal pre-k for adults? It’s the least we deserve after that last MTA fare hike. Also, how will people try to outdo this? Maybe someone will set up a warm, womb-like pod where distressed adults can float in comforting goo and be fed intravenous for a couple hours? We can only hope there are Groupons.