I Remember

Kindergarten

I came home from my first day of school and told my mother we had fruit cottontail for lunch.

My teacher had polio as a child and was not much taller than us. She goes to my church now. I don't think she remembers me.

My Aunt Twilla covered my pencil/crayon box with contact paper and wrote my name on it in fancy letters.

There were rhythm sticks in the music center and the ribbed one's were electric paddles and the smooth ones were regular paddles. We were convinced that both items were present in the Principal's office.

I wanted to know how to spell "I" and couldn't understand that I needed to just write the letter.

Warm, little naps. Chips ahoy cookies and milk that someone brought over from the cafeteria in red milk crates while we slept.

Getting all my hair cut off one afternoon.

I desperately wanted a backpack. I had nothing to put in it, but I wanted one.

The standardized tests we took, where I had to fill in the circle under a chicken.

Comments

[Wineplz]

I remember the Copy Cat worksheets where we learned to write letters and numbers and I keep wondering if Gavin will have the same worksheets when he starts kindergarten this year.
I remember my teacher Mrs. Siekman, and that when I was at the grocery store some 10 years later and 15 miles from where I went to grade school, I heard someone call my name. Mrs. Sieman remembered me after all those years.

[SJ]

What I remember most about Kindergarten is this: we'd come back into the classroom from recess or something to find a plastic blow up 'letter' hiding in our classroom somewhere. It was how we learned the alphabet.

I also remember running like the wind to be the first to the swingset because EVERYONE wanted to swing and there were never enough to go around.

I fell off the monkey bars one time too.....

[Amy W]

I remember my kindergarten teacher breaking her leg and being in a cast for 6 weeks. And the day she got it off, she came in to school and asked us what was different about her.

And none of us knew.