Monday, July 28, 2008

My First Day Of School

How many of you remember your first day of school? Kindergarten? First grade? Pre school? I never attended pre school or kindergarten. My mother thought I was too small to be allowed to go to school. Not over protective at all was she, huh? Forget that I was old enough and smart enough to attend school with all my young peers, I was left at home simply because I was "too small". Whatever. lol

Anyway, now I am 5 years old and HAVE to go to school so now it's the first day and my mother gets me all dressed and looking simply adorable and ushers me into the car and off we go.

Mind you, I have no idea what to expect this day. I'm just following instructions. We arrive at this strange large building with a million doors and windows. We were led into the auditorium with all the other kids and parents. After we find a seat my mother leaves to go home. WTF? She told me before she left to listen out for my name and follow the nice lady that calls it. Fine. I can do that. I sat in that auditorium for hours and never once heard my name.

After all the other kids had been called by their new teachers and they were off to their classes I still sat in that auditorium ....waiting. One really sweet lady with a very kind looking face approached me to figure out where I needed to be and get me there. "Hey honey, what's your name"

"Diva." I answered (Yeah...that's what I said...lol)

"Well honey, do you know your teachers' name?"

"No."

"OK, follow me. Do you remember who your kindergarten teacher was?"

"No." I responded still not fully understanding what was happening.

So, in her attempt to locate my proper home we visit every kindergarten teacher to see if either of them recognized me which of course no one did. I follow her back to the office and she instructs me to have a seat just outside the door while see tries to figure this out. A moment later she comes out of her office and exclaims, "I found where you need to go. You are in Ms. Bass class. Come with me sweetheart." So off we go again in search of my home and once we arrived at Ms. Bass's class there I found my place. I was happy to belong somewhere.

Well the remainder of the day goes just fine as expected, the school bell rings and FREEDOM. We are dismissed to go home. We all run for the door and search for the familiar faces of our parents. Everyone seemed to have had a waiting parent to whisk them home.....except me. I looked and looked. No mom. I walk through the school yard toward the sidewalk, look down the street, then up the street, no mom. OK by now I begin to worry just a little. I started to feel my mom had forgotten about me.

I turn around and walk back to the stairs of the building where my class had just let out and sit on the steps, just waiting. I remember fighting back tears and feelings of abandonment began to wash over me.

My teacher opened the door, stepped out, ready to make her way home for the day and sees me sitting there. "Hey sweetie, your mom isn't here?" she says as she shuts the buildings' door behind her.

"No" I ink out between sniffles.

"Well I'm sure she'll be here, We'll just sit here for a minute and wait for her." And then this wonderful woman sat next to me on the stairs and attempted to distract me. Just then I heard a screeching of car tires, I look up and see my mothers car barreling down the street and then coming to a screeching halt right in front of the school. I had never been so glad to see that woman in my life.

I said good by to my angelic teacher, jumped off the steps and ran to the car. I get in and she begins to explain how the school let out early and she had no idea until later and she was so sorry.

That was my first day of school...just like any other first day. Do you rememeber your first day?

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MP said...

I remember my first say of school. It was Pre-k and I was such a shy kid but I remember feeling at ease in this new place. The school seemed huge. We walked into a classroom with tons of kids and toys. My mother snuck away before I even noticed. That's all I remember.

durtymo said...

Awww! LOL!

Chile I can't remember what happened last month so...

For some reason elementary school & middle school is a blur for me! *sigh*

1/3 said...

lol I remember crying because I wasnt used to being away from my family. I sat by myself for a week then I finally joined in with the rest of the class. After that everything went fine.

Smilf said...

Holy crap, what a good memory you have! I felt like I was there!
I don't really remember my first day of school. I remember what I wore and I remember having this fab scratch n' sniff folder. LOL That is about it.

B said...

I don't remember my first day but I do remember bits and peices from Pre-K.

What a cute story and awesome memory!

Torrance Stephens - All-Mi-T said...

i cangt rember that far back
i have shed too many braincells

Joe said...

Too small? Did your school have one of those "You must be this tall to enter" things at the door?

As for my first day, I only remember that I was so tiny they tried to send me home with the half-day kids and, like an idiot, I explained how old I was rather than taking my chance for freedom.

Oh...and your mom never picked me up at the end of the day.

Craze said...

No, I don't remember my first day at all. I'm so glad they now have open houses, and orientations to familiarize the kids with the new surroundings.

Karen said...

I don't remember much about school that early on. I have flashes about nap time and snacks and flash cards with "cat" and "dog" written on them. But I have no idea about my first day.

I would say, you were quite brave though.

CarmenSinCity said...

I totally can't remember my first day of school. That sucks. I'm pretty sure it was okay though because if it was bad I would remember it. I always remember the bad stuff.

*~*Cece*~* said...

You poor thing! I just wanted to hug that scared little girl. Awwww.

Sandi McBride said...

Isn't everyone's first day of school a nightmare? Now, I loved school and rarely missed a day, but that first day was hard...glad you made it through you first day so well!
Sandi

Moe Wanchuk said...

My mom was a 1st grade teacher at my school, and somehow she got me stuck with mrs flack (cause she was a stickler). I still don't like that old bag!

dmarks said...

Smilf's response is pretty much like mine. I don't remember it. However, I did not have a Scratch and Sniff folder. Years later, though, I did have Wacky=Pack stickers.

~nOe~ said...

I dont remember....
But the teacher was named Rosita and I remember her putting lipstick on her lips and kissing our notebooks when we were learning the letter B
for BESO (kiss in Spanish).
She was like an angel.
LOL

imbeingheldhostage said...

Wow, with a memory like yours, why aren't you working for the CIA or something? I mean really-- I can't remember what I had for lunch yesterday (did I have lunch yesterday?). What a great, vivid account. I wanted to sit on the steps with you.

catscratch said...

I'm not sure I remember the first day of school, but I do remember several times I was scared in school in kindergarten.

I don't want to think about it though. It gives me a lump in my throat.

TravelDiva said...

LOL. I actually don't. I remember feelings, classrooms, faces and names--but not that first day. Which is surprising, because first days are the WORST.

Stilettos and Nostalgia said...

I agree with Durtymo. It's all a blur.

Tonya said...

I so don't remember my first day of school but I know it was nothing like that. That must of been scary.

moooooog35 said...

I'll be forty years old next month.

My first day of school? Shit...I'm lucky if I remember what I ate for lunch.

Actually, I don't remember what I ate for lunch.

Who are you again?

laughingattheslut said...

As bad as my memory sucks now, I do remember the first day of 1st grade. We have nearly the same story. It scarred me for life.

We had been to kindergarten, but at another school. You had to go to a private school if you wanted kindergarten, but then most of us switched to public school after that.

My mom and my friend's mom walked us to our class. My friend took the last seat at the popular girl's table. I saw a boy I knew at another table, so I sat there. While I was talking to this boy, a couple more boys came to sit at that table. I got up for a bit to talk to someone else. I came back to the table and this other boy all but pushed me out of my seat and said that this was the boy's table. My friend said that he was the first at the table and he didn't declare it to be a boy's only table, and that I was invited and he wasn't. So if he wanted a boy's table he could go somewhere else and start one. So that shut him up, but I did end up being the only girl at the table and that caused me a lot of problems later.

The teacher then told everyone to take a seat and be quiet and to raise your hand and say "here" when your name was called. Be quiet doesn't last very long at that age. Me and this boy were still talking a bit, and the teacher went down the list without calling my name. So she had a name that no one seemed to belong to and a girl who talked and didn't pay attention, so the two must be one and the same. She said you must be *****. And I said, no, my name is *******. And she said she didn't have a ******* on her list, so I must be in the wrong room. No, my mother brought me to this room, this is it. So she had someone take me to the office to find out which room I belonged in. After calling my mother and such, they took me back to the room I had been in to start with. I was listed on school records by my first name *****, which I had never even heard before, and the name I had always been called was my middle name *******, and no one thought to make a note of the difference.

So after that I was the dumb girl in class who didn't even know what her own name was. You wouldn't think that this innocent looking six year olds could be so nasty.

MysTery said...

Yeah...Don't remember much from those days..

Chick said...

I remember giving the teacher a fake name too.

Queen of the Mayhem said...

I don't remember much. I know my kindergarten was only half day...but that is about it. MAN! Having kids has robbed me of all my brain cells...I am SURE it has nothing to do with alcohol consumption. :)

Ms.Honey said...

I remember the dress I wore and being the in the cafeteria while we were divided up into our classes and I remember eating glue lol..great

soumynona said...

wow, that was quasi traumatic. You really reeled me in. Very very nicely written. I just want to thank you for such an excellent story and how well it was written. I can't remember much about my first day of school other than the image of me holding on to a Capn Crunch box as I walked out the car door and into the school yard

Trixie said...

I don't remember my first day (killed my brains with booze abuse for too many years)

But I do remember my mum being late to pick me up and I felt abandoned. I've only been late for my son once, he had tears rolling down his face and I felt HORRID cause I remember the feeling.

Lauren said...

I don't remember any of my first days of school. They were never really that important to me for some reason.

Eb the Celeb said...

I do NOT remember my first day at all... I cant even remember my first day of college... let alone... my first day ever!

Cat said...

I have no recollection of my first day of school. I can barely remember elementary school! I do remember someone throwing a girls underwear on top of the building in either kindergarden or first grade. now i ask you what were those little kids doing to get that child's panties? so innapropriate! I remember thinking- this is so wrong!

Days like These! said...

I don't remember my first day of school but, I remember my daughter's first day and I will be sure to make sure my son has a great first day of school. Thank you for the heads up. I never thought of it this way. Creating memories for your kids starts at an early early age.

That girl said...

Wow what a great tory. This was a wonderful read.

I totally felt like I was sitting right there beside you feeling the same things as you described.

I hope your poor mother wont read this, she'll feel bad all over again :-)

Ann(ie) said...

I remember bits and pieces. But, I had a brother that was one grade older so he was there to ease my fears. That would be scary, girl! What a sweet teacher and I'll bet your mom felt so badly!!

KIKI said...

I dont remember my face day of school.

But I remember making out with Sandy King in the coat room at recess time LOL!

KIKI said...

^^^that's suppose to be "first day of school"

Lys said...

I don't remember my first day of Kindergarten, but First Grade - hell yes I do. Well bits and pieces but the one thing that stands out is we had this mean as nails nun and I remember talking with one of my friends in line and that wench pulled me out of the damn line by my ear - for talking.

My parents pulled me out of that school with the quickness and I went to this other catholic den of torture but at least my ears were safe. I went back to my old school the next year. I will never forget that nun - ever. Nor will my ear.