[Resolved]  Kidzee At Electronic City — BEWARE of KIDZEE at Electronic City

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Bangalore, Karnataka

Hi All:
I’m sharing my worst experience after putting my son for playgroup in Kidzee at electronic city phase 1.
This branch is run by a lady called Yamini and her husband Nataraj. If you step in to this school, Yamini will speak all great things about their school as usual like other schools and will talk with a pleasant smile for hours together. Don’t ever try believing that and fall into the pit like us.
Firstly I’ll explain the school environment before sharing my experience.
School Environment
1. 20+ kids with one teacher stuffed in 10*12 class room.
2. The play area has limited toys which you can count with your fingers. The class rooms are too small with no ventilation (no air and light).
3. There’s no place for the parents to wait for picking our kids from school to home. Parents need to wait by standing on the road.
4. Their day care sucks. The beds were bought in the local streets which are used for years together and not clean.
5. It’s a complete dark place and the school management is constructing one more floor in the upstairs for making better money.
6. Teachers and care takers physically hurt the play group kids
7. Nanny’s / care takers will consume the kids food
8. Unhygienic environment
9. Management will show their true color post admission and payment of school fee.
10. If a child hasn’t turned up to school for more than 2 weeks without prior notice, school management will never try reaching the parents over phone or email for tracking the child’s attendance.
11. Most of our flat parents have complained the same issue and they have changed the school immediately.
12. They are after Money, Money and Money with no courtesy or justice to their role.
Our Experience
Our son is 2.5 years and we have put him in the playgroup. This was his first school environment.
The school management would request the parents to send the finger foods only as other foods were tough for them to clean if it spills on the floor.
In the first day, we have sent our son with rotis in the snack box to the school. My son was crying so badly and parents are not allowed inside that school premises from the day one.
While returning back, the snack box was empty and the teacher said he had roti in the school. That was surprising. Till date my son doesn’t like roti. We convinced ourselves by thinking that he would had roti along with the other kids.
This went on like this for a week and my son didn’t stop crying for more than a week. Later, the shock of our life came from the second week onwards. They have sent some activity sheets done by my son to us. Those activity sheets had a puzzle maze which was about leading a puzzled route to find the way to home. It was a straight line clearly drawn by a pencil with no curves anywhere.
There were also few painting sheets with some crayons shaded inside those pictures without spreading it outside. At home we tried the same activity where my son was not even able to hold a pencil or a crayon stick.
When asked the school management, they said it was drawn by my son without any help from the teacher. We were suspicious in these activities and moreover, his snack box was always empty without any drop of food in it.
We asked Nataraj to update the kid’s school diary with their daily activities and rhymes taught so that we shall stimulate the child from home. He responded that we can’t do that for each of the kid and directed us to refer their monthly syllabus.
My son kept crying for 20 days in the whole day and in the middle of the night by waking from the bed. One fine day while we were getting dressed up to school, he told us that they have hurt him. We went to the school management on the same day asking the reason for his crying and if anybody in the classroom would have hurt him. Nataraj said in a firm tone with a stern look, that no one has hurt him.
As a parent, we were shocked with his response and took our son out of that school in spite of the entire annual fees been already paid there.