The Art Nouveau nursery with flying fish

I got to this historic Brussels nursery at the same time as the last parents. It was first established at a time when people were taking a more hygienic and functional approach to life, including the care of very young children. Fortunately, childcare methods have evolved much faster than the walls that house them. I’m invited to drop by the older children’s section, the ones who will soon be heading off to school for the first time. Early morning is a time for everyone to get together and check in with one another. Fatiha, Siam and Karen encourage all the children to share their little worries and feelings. They’re intimately familiar with the personalities of the fifteen or so youngsters in their care. Some are independent, others discreet or restless, and then there are the cuddle addicts. Cuddly toys are permitted, of course, but more often than not the staff themselves provide the best snuggles. Once all the children have arrived, the welcoming ceremony can begin. We greet each other, sing and share. The small group evolves and re-forms as activities change. In this old, austere building, the ingenuity and energy of the nursery assistants has transformed every nook and cranny into a place of wonder and discovery. The enchanted “snoezelen” room is a perfect example. It’s a peaceful sanctuary that indulges the senses, with fish floating in the subdued lighting, cushions scattered across the floor, and walls inviting tactile exploration. I find myself marvelling at this place too. But now it’s time to eat! Siam helps the children wash their little hands, while Karen and Fatiha magically transform the playroom into a dining room for the toddlers. The way they arrange the space fascinates me. I remind myself, once again, that the secret to a warm and welcoming environment lies in the creativity and humanity of the people who occupy it.