I stumbled upon an article this morning by a woman describing how difficult it was to get her son admitted to one of the San Francisco preschools of her choice. She said the admissions process was longer and more rigorous and the refusal rate higher than it was when she and her husband applied to college and law school. And in the end, none of her preferred preschools accepted her child, except one that enrolled him in their summer program but not the rest of the year. Luckily, during that summer the boy managed to convince the preschool that he was worthy of admittance to the regular program; so it wasn't her hard work scoping out different schools, interviewing people and filling out long admission forms that got her son enrolled to one of the top schools, the mother said; it was her son's own charm.
Reading the article sent me into a mini-panic. I haven't done anything to research preschools up to now. I realize that if the good preschools in San Francisco really are that selective, then I have to start the search now...but I'm also thinking, wait a minute. We're talking about preschool here...so I'll start looking but I refuse to get dragged into that mode of thinking which freaks out at the thought that my son won't know his multiplication tables and won't already be reading Lord of the Rings by the time he starts kindergarten.
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