Kindergarten in Alaska - Double Dog Dare - "A Christmas Story" story.
School begins next week in Camas, Washington. It's such a bittersweet time for many parents as they send their "babies" off to school for the first time. Fortunately, our climate is much friendlier to our Camas kindergartners, than the one where I first went to school.
Imagine my mother sending her "baby" off to school in Fairbanks, Alaska.
Winters in Fairbanks are very dark and very cold. For nearly three months out of the year, there are about five (5) hours of daylight. Add to that delightful scenario, temperatures that often drop in excess of 40 below, and you've got an unforgiving environment.
Therefore, what I remember about Kindergarten, is dressing up in layers and layers and layers of clothing. Yep, much like Ralph's little brother in, "A Christmas Story."
Kids in my kindergarten class, rarely forgot their jackets, snow pants, mittens, or hats. We had to bundle-up, even though the winter recesses were quite short. Getting dressed and undressed was a sweaty, but necessary, struggle that we endured repeatedly throughout the long dark months.
Running in clumsy boots on the playground, frequently resulted in a face plant in the snow. And, snow in the boots and mittens, and sometimes, snow down the back of a jacket, thanks to a mischievous boy.
But, what I remember most about Kindergarten, is my "Double Dog Dare" day. Only, no one dared me. No, quite on my own, I stood at the monkey bars and tested the myth. My parents had warned me, and so had my older sister and friends. "Don't ever put your tongue on metal bars, it'll stick."
Guess what? It does, and mine did - stick, quite firmly on the frozen bar of that playground equipment. Fortunately, unlike the scene in "A Christmas Story," there were no fire trucks called in to rescue me. Instead, a few of my friends noticed my miserable plight and told our teacher.
It must not have been Miss Cabiness' first year on the job. A Dixie cup filled with warm water, poured over "just the right spot," did the trick. I remember her giving me a quick hug, and with a smile, she said, "Well Debbra, I guess you won't be doing that again." My face was red, the tip of my tongue raw, but I'd learned my lesson, and I never did that again.
Bottom line: Kindergarten wisdom.
My kindergarten year certainly taught me about the importance of dressing appropriately for the occasion.
I also learned it's possible to withstand a bit of discomfort and inconvenience for the sheer joy of outdoor playtime life.
Plus, I discovered when people, who you trust, tell you something's not good for you - it generally isn't.
Most important though, I learned lessons are best not repeated, and people are amazingly resilient.
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