Kindergarten- I Have No Idea Who that Little Kid Was!
Seriously, I really don't know who that little girl was... it was 56 years ago!! Isn't it funny how there are some things you can remember as if it were yesterday and then there are others that had you not been told you were there, you would not have believed it.
Well, my first endeavor at higher education was not totally forgotten by me. I do remember my teacher, and I apologize because I'm sure she was a good teacher but I cannot remember her name, anyway, she came to my house to visit and introduce herself to my family and to me.
I'm not sure if teachers do that today but it certainly left an impression on me. She wanted for us to get off to a good start and also to ease any fears I had. Even at 5,,, I was impressed.
This was probably a good thing to do because in those days I don't think we had pre-school or pre-K. You stayed at home until you went to Kindergarten. Our socialization came from playing outside with neighbors and family. Outside of attending Sunday School and Vacation Bible School, this was my first experience at having to really behave and "play well with others!"
I attended a Lutheran school although we were Methodists, and the lunchroom was in the basement of the church. What I do remember is that at the end of lunch you had to file out of the cafeteria and show your teachers that you had eaten all of your lunch. That presented a problem for me on days that I bought my lunch. You see, when you bought your lunch you got a little carton of milk. I am not a milk drinker ... didn't like it then. The only way I drank it was if it was an accompaniment to my Frosted Flakes!
But being the quiet-not wanting to rock the boat-obedient student that I was, I didn't dare tell my teacher I didn't drink milk. That would have been down right un-American. So, on those torturous days, I ate my lunch and forced myself to drink that little carton of milk. Needless to say, I did manage to survive.
Kindergarten was also the time I learned that some kids liked the class so much they decided to take it again the next year. In my 5 year old eyes, I believed my teacher when she told the class that little Johnny was staying behind to help the new Kindergarteners. What can I say, I'm gullible.
So I don't know if everything I learned I learned in Kindergarten, but I do know I learned that-
..... it never hurts to introduce yourself to others and be nice
............Speak up if you don't like something
...................Don't believe every line they try to feed you!