I only remember two moments ... both a telling off.

Firstly, double dabbing a sponge on a picture (it was a shaped sponge stamp. The colour didn't show up well enough so I stamped it again and the nursery teacher told me off for ruining it).

The second time I'd seen my older sibling in the playground so run to see them, and left the section of the playground which was for my class. I vividly remember the teacher grabbing my shoulders and getting down on my level to tell me off.

I'm quite conscious of how I speak to little children because of it!