My first day of kindergarten I was so ready to go to school, I wanted to ride the bus and everything. I was not afraid or upset about it. I remember my mom insisting on dropping me off although I really wanted to just be sent on the bus. When I walked into kindergarten it was a sob fest, all my classmates were crying with their moms not wanting them to leave. I remember looking at them and judging them in my mind. I specifically remember staring at a girl and thinking, "What is wrong with her?" Its funny looking back that as a four year old I was so judgy, but I couldn't help it I just did not understand why everyone was so freaked out.
My kindergarten teacher was kind of a twisted guy. He was corky and looking back he now reminds me of Willy Wonka, the Johnny Depp Willy Wonka. It came out years later but when I watched it I was reminded of my kindergarten teacher. He was not very artistic and so my mom came into class to do all of our art projects, she was there pretty much everyday. My teacher was oddly dependent on my mom. He was an odd guy, when my mom could not make it he would put me in charge of art and I was basically the teacher and I would call for an assistant in the class. Looking back, that totally was not normal. I heard some rumors later down the road that he had, had an alcohol issue and got in trouble later on. I am not sure of the full truth in that but I would believe it because he was seriously looney. He assigned us homework but never expected us to do it and I remember him basically telling me I can throw it away,and that I do not have to do it. He does not work at the school anymore. Luckily I was advanced for my age so I did not fall behind at all. I helped all the other kids. In fact, I remember once I was being personally tested on my counting. My teacher asked me to count as far as I can go. As I surpassed 150, he told me to stop & that is enough in an annoyed tone. It kind of crushed me that day when he rudely told me to stop. Odd teacher, odd time.
Just some random thoughts and memories I have include: My dream profession was to be a dog trainer, and in turn dogs were my favorite animal. I loved Spongebob & Blues Clues & Rugrats. I remember loving rainy day schedule just because it changed the feel of the day. I really liked when changes happened to my normal routine. I had a crush but I remember never wanting to tell anyone because I was so embarrassed. I remember thinking I never wanted to get married because I never wanted to tell my dad that I had a boyfriend. I was so embarrassed about my "love life." When I warmed up to the idea of having a husband I remember asking my mom if I can have my husband and I live at her house because I never wanted to leave my parents. Those feelings changed over time, I am happily moved out now & married, but I still call my mom about 5 times a day. Anyway, I had a crush and my mom constantly harassed me saying, "So, do you have a crush on anyone?" I would always say "No!" One day while writing my crushes name on a piece of paper, I started to think of something someone had said to me earlier that week in a random topic of conversation. Somebody told me, "Liars go to hell." I remember being mortified and running to my mom and sisters and admitting my crush and following the statement crying, "I just don't want to go to hell, mom." My poor paranoid self. I was kind of a paranoid child, I did not like the sounds of sirens, they scared me and made me nervous. I think I was so paranoid because my dad was always stating the worse scenario of everything. He was really paranoid too, it rubbed off on me. I remember getting a fat lip in kindergarten, peeing my pants once, being afraid of the monkey bars and getting stung by a bee. The peeing my pants thing was a total flop, nobody knew or saw besides the office ladies. I just waited too long to use the restroom and peed my pants while running to the bathroom. I remember changing my clothes and I told all my friends that I fell in mud. I got a fat lip from my sister completely by accident while rough housing. I remember my mom feeling so worried that I would say that my sister punched me or something, even though we were just playing in good fun and she totally accidentally hit my lip. The monkey bars were just scary to me. The one and only time I got stung by a bee was in kindergarten. There was this stupid kid in my grade who I never liked. He was shooing at a bee underneath the slide. I remember telling him, "Don't shoo at the bee, you are only going to make it mad and it will sting you!" He quickly ran away after continuing to shoo the bee. (What a COWARD I thought). The bee then landed on me and stung my arm, I remember running to the yard duty and she took me to the office. After being cleaned up around my sting I went back to recess where I found my bestfriend Kelly, she saw that I was stung and freaked out! She said, "Oh my goodness, they did not take care of you in there! My moms friend is a nurse and I know just what to do before the poison spreads throughout your body." Kelly had overheard that rubbing mud all over my arm would help my bee sting. We then ran to the grass where we found a big chunk of mud that Kelly rubbed all over my arm. Kelly said, "Few, I think I just saved your life!"I remember going into nap time that day with dried mud all over my arm and whispering my war stories to all my friends. My teacher finally noticed and sent me to get cleaned up, I remember telling them why we put mud on my arm and they just kind of looked at me like I was crazy. I remember thinking to myself, "Wow, you call yourself a nurse? I would have died if it weren't for Kelly!" I loved going school shopping for new clothes and dressing up. I remember specifically being insecure of my messed up teeth when smiling for my yearbook picture so I smiled with my mouth, poor me showing insecurities at such a young age.
I started to realize the evil of the world early on due to public school. I remember I had a classmate who flipped off our teacher and I just thought that was completely unheard of! I was completely mortified that someone would flip off a teacher. All in all though, Kindergarten was a great time, it was so new and fun. I liked to have a routine and I really liked learning... typically I spent most of my time helping the other kids in my class. .....Oh and did I mention LICE? I had lice once in kindergarten and it was because that was back when they still had sandboxes at schools and the sand box was a lice haven. We would throw that sand all over us and somebody brought lice and spread it to everyone in the sandbox!
