Do you rmember
Kenster
your first day of school?
Kenster
"I'd hate to take a bite out of you. You're a cookie full of arsenic."
Sweet Smell of Success, 1957
minxvox
Kenster <kens...@NShotmail.com> wrote:
> your first day of school?
I remember the dress, for some reason! I think it was kindergarten. a
white dress with a maroon pattern.
I cried a lot the first day, and the days thereafter. I was so painfully
shy. I didn't want to play with any other kids. and since I knew how to
read, they ended up giving me workbooks and I didn't have to socialize
that much. which was bad, in one way, but such a relief too. the other
kids scared me! I had only played with my brother up that point.
I remember the pretty teacher's aide, exactly what she looked like. and
that weird paste and how it smelled and its texture when you smeared it
on the paper (but I didn't eat it, ew!). and our music teacher, who
would be my band leader in middle school, *screaming* at us for talking
and practically making me wet my pants with fear. I was so nervous all
the time! and my loafers were way too big because we didn't have much
money and I had to wear stuff to grow into. I would shuffle on my walk
to school all year long, because I didn't grow fast enough!
Gayle
> your first day of school?
In the first 5 minutes of the first day of kindergarten in Mrs. Oliver's
class, I went to the chalkboard and wrote 'Gayle'. She said: You're
writing with the wrong hand, you spelled it wrong, you hafta ask for
permission, and you can't just walk around if you feel like it.
Thus began the spirit-killing odyssey called 'education'.
Gayle
Luna
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| your first day of school?
Vividly.
I remember many events about Kindergarten. One of the most memorable
was being shamed and shunned for using the word "bitch" during show &
tell - my family bred and raised dogs, which was what I was showing
and telling about, and the word is what we used for female dogs. I
remember the shock and confusion over my teacher's reaction.
I remember the frustration over the imposition of "rest time". Those
stupid filthy fucking mats. I remember beating up the little boys at
recess. I remember the boredom. I could already read and we were
doing the alphabet? Hated school, school was one long boring blur,
except for a few amazing extraordinary teachers whom I still think
about to this day.
Jean
Kenster
wrote:
Minx sometimes I think your mind is a steel trap. This is a great
description of what a lot of us felt and remember I bet.
Kenster
Wow, sounds like a real treat for a teacher. Glad you made it
through.....:)
Kenster
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>| your first day of school?
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>Vividly.
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>I remember many events about Kindergarten. One of the most memorable
>was being shamed and shunned for using the word "bitch" during show &
>tell - my family bred and raised dogs, which was what I was showing
>and telling about, and the word is what we used for female dogs. I
>remember the shock and confusion over my teacher's reaction.
>
I can only imagine that whole interaction. That must have been a real
hard thing to figure out. I can't imagine as a child what I would
have done if someone used the word "bitch" in class. I probably would
have laughed and laughed.
>I remember the frustration over the imposition of "rest time". Those
>stupid filthy fucking mats. I remember beating up the little boys at
>recess. I remember the boredom. I could already read and we were
>doing the alphabet? Hated school, school was one long boring blur,
>except for a few amazing extraordinary teachers whom I still think
>about to this day.
>
I hated rest time, and yes those mats were nasty. I remember the boy
next to me shit his pants one day and I had to lay next to him without
anyone cleaning him up or anything.
In this day I can't imagine something like that going on without
someone cleaning them up. What a day that was.
clark
Flowers Are Red - Harry Chapin
The little boy went first day of school
He got some crayons and started to draw
He put colors all over the paper
For colors was what he saw
And the teacher said.. What you doin' young man
I'm paintin' flowers he said
She said... It's not the time for art young man
And anyway flowers are green and red
There's a time for everything young man
And a way it should be done
You've got to show concern for everyone else
For you're not the only one
And she said...
Flowers are red young man
Green leaves are green
There's no need to see flowers any other way
Than they way they always have been seen
But the little boy said...
There are so many colors in the rainbow
So many colors in the morning sun
So many colors in the flower and I see every one
Well the teacher said.. You're sassy
There's ways that things should be
And you'll paint flowers the way they are
So repeat after me.....
And she said...
Flowers are red young man
Green leaves are green
There's no need to see flowers any other way
Than they way they always have been seen
But the little boy said...
There are so many colors in the rainbow
So many colors in the morning sun
So many colors in the flower and I see every one
The teacher put him in a corner
She said.. It's for your own good..
And you won't come out 'til you get it right
And are responding like you should
Well finally he got lonely
Frightened thoughts filled his head
And he went up to the teacher
And this is what he said.. and he said
Flowers are red, green leaves are green
There's no need to see flowers any other way
Than the way they always have been seen
Time went by like it always does
And they moved to another town
And the little boy went to another school
And this is what he found
The teacher there was smilin'
She said...Painting should be fun
And there are so many colors in a flower
So let's use every one
But that little boy painted flowers
In neat rows of green and red
And when the teacher asked him why
This is what he said.. and he said
Flowers are red, green leaves are green
There's no need to see flowers any other way
Than the way they always have been seen.
JohnM
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No. But I do remember standing on the very top of the monkey bars and
looking for my mom when it was time for her to pick me up.
Gayle
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> Flowers Are Red - Harry Chapin
>
> The little boy went first day of school
> He got some crayons and started to draw
> He put colors all over the paper
> For colors was what he saw
> And the teacher said.. What you doin' young man
> I'm paintin' flowers he said
> She said... It's not the time for art young man
Never heard his one, Bill, and it's too, too true.
Gayle
Lori
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Yes I do...it was scary...but Mom and Dad were both there.
Lori
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harakiri
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kerfoker
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> your first day of school?
Yes and my teacher's name was Miss Bliss!
-Fred
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But did she cause bliss? I remember I had a crush on my 5th grade
teacher, Ms. Lehman. Once I hit 6th grade and realized there were
girls everywhere, I got over it pretty quick...:)
kerfoker
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> kerfoker <kerf...@ix.netcom.com> wrote:
> >Kenster wrote:
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> >> your first day of school?
> >
> >Yes and my teacher's name was Miss Bliss!
> >-Fred
>
> But did she cause bliss? I remember I had a crush on my 5th grade
> teacher, Ms. Lehman. Once I hit 6th grade and realized there were
> girls everywhere, I got over it pretty quick...:)
I don't remember much but I think that was before I
was interested in girls so probably no crush for me.
I think that first day I hid under a table, being
pretty undomesticated.
:-)
-Fred
Kenster
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Yea, I guess that is a little young for a crush. I remember all of my
days in my first year of school being kinda "undomesticated"...:)
liah van
>your first day of school?
I wore a dress... it had different woodland animals on them, they had a name...
all i remember though is that there was a raccoon... my teachers name was Mrs.
Gordon. She was wonderful. No actual memories but I do remember the basics.
liah
Flashfire
"liah van" <hail...@aol.comREMOVEME> wrote in message
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> From: Kenster kens...@NShotmail.com
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> >your first day of school?
No, but I can remember close to it, I remember going to school and we didnt
have to wear shoes, because it was hot. I remember I was wearing a new dress
and I fell over into puddle of mud (it had rained the day before) and I got
my new dress all muddy. I remember my mother screaming at me.
Regards Lee
DaKitty
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> > From: Kenster kens...@NShotmail.com
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> > >your first day of school?
yea :)
I liked it.
liah van
>Date: 6/2/2003 1:18 PM Pacific Standard Time
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i was horribly shy, out grew that eh, at least i knew a lot of my classmates,
we all lived in the same neighbourhood... nothing tramatic happened in school
until i was in fifth grade
liah
DaKitty
"liah van" <hail...@aol.comREMOVEME> wrote in message
Well, actually what I remember is a pile of brand new fresh smelling books
in front of me and thinking "neat", then looking outside the window,
thinking, nice view! (had lots of windows there)...
Then I got pulled from the back row seats to the front, because I was too
small to sit all the way in the back.
I was not even 6, while most other kids were 7... on average a year and a
half older then me.
Didn't know any of the kids, and don't remember much interaction with them,
till they started wanting to copy my homework or copy from me on the tests.
I remember there was one kid, a girl, that was always mean to everyone, big
mouthed and always fighting with other kids.
I had a best friend... but other than that I always liked playing with boys
and got along with them better.
liah van
>Date: 6/2/2003 2:27 PM Pacific Standard Time
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i was 5, everyone was 5. i was smart. they actually tried to put me ahead
three times in school but my parents said no. didn't want me to grow up too
fast. i had two friends. chantelle and peggy. we lived withing feet of each
other. i didn't belong then either. even when i was in a group i was on the
outer edge of it. i usually played with boys, too. but i've always been
agressive.
liah
DaKitty
"liah van" <hail...@aol.comREMOVEME> wrote in message
I never fitted in. So much so that the other kids not just ignored me, they
made it a point to tell me I don't.
Flashfire
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> I never fitted in. So much so that the other kids not just ignored me,
they
> made it a point to tell me I don't.
Me neither and it wasnt me that was ignored, I ignored the other kids,
always played by myself or read or went for walks, never felt close to any
kid in particular.
Regards Lee
DaKitty
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I tried for a while to join in, it wasn't working...
Then I discovered I'm much happier on my own, most of the times.
liah van
nah... no kids in school were ever mean to me. well... in sixth grade my best
friend comitted suicide. i was quite depressed then and some people tried to
pick on me... i actually remember the boys name. didn't work then because i
really didn't care. i think fifth or sixth grade was my first real bad year.
something happened to me in seventh grade and i became even odder.
liah
