Thursday, August 13, 2015

Kindergarten Memories

Today I am linking up to Mama Kat's Writer's Workshop. Here's the prompt:

5. What grade is your child going to be in? Share a memory you have of yourself at that same age.


Christopher is starting kindergarten in a couple of weeks. Here's a picture of me at that age.


What I remember about my kindergarten year:
  • My teacher was Mrs. Yourg, I think.
  • We had cubbies for our school supplies and hooks along the wall of closets with these weird rotating closet doors.
  • The classroom was laid out like this:
  • There was an "L" and an "R" up on the left and right of the bulletin board across the top of the chalk board. I definitely learned right from left that year, and I still sometimes close my eyes and visualize that board if I have a moment of confusion.
  • When you learned how to tie your shoes, you got your name on a shoe shaped paper that hung in the hall outside of the classroom. I took me a long time to get my name in the hall.
  • For some reason our classroom had a single bathroom off of it, but we'd still take group trips to the bathrooms down the hall at fixed times during the day.
  • While waiting in the line to go back to the classroom after using the bathrooms, someone said, "She cut me" (or "He cut me") and my teacher freaked out thinking someone was actually cut when in fact someone had just cut that person in line. (This may have been from 1st or 2nd grade, I'm not exactly sure.)
  • During carpet time, we'd often sing "Black Cat, Black Cat, what do you see?" etc.
  • We had rest time, and I never fell asleep. I remember being so jealous of the kids that did fall asleep because they got to miss a little bit of the afternoon lessons.
  • A boy in my sister's kindergarten class across the hall, broke some bones in his body and had a practically full body cast. His parents brought him in in a wagon each morning.
  • The Challenger exploded while we watched it on TV at school.
This list is pretty random. I know. I wish I could remember more. 

I look forward to Christopher building his own memories this year.


What do you remember from kindergarten?

14 comments:

  1. Gosh what I remember about kindergarten are some of the kids who I still know and graduated high school with and nap time!

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    1. Wow, friends since kindergarten. So cool! You were one of those kids who actually napped, huh? My kindergarten self is so jealous! :)

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  2. Ah, kindergarten. I hated preschool but loved my kindergarten teacher! I remember nothing about the classroom though -- your memory is so good!
    Jen @ YA Romantics

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    1. Thanks. I was impressed with what I could remember. It's so weird how much we forget.

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  3. I can't remember the teacher's name but I can see her. I remember learning all the letters and given books to learn to read and that I spilled a soda on it. On another note I cringe that I was drinking soda so young!

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    1. Yeah, wow. Soda at 5. Did that happen at home? I'm hoping you didn't have soda at school. :)

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  4. I remember we had a blue room and a yellow room. The yellow room was the BORING room where we learned the alphabet and stuff. The blue room was the most magical play space you've ever seen with a giant wooden castle / play house, dress up clothes, a sand table and more.

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    1. Cool! We didn't have any toys in kindergarten. It was all learning. :(

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  5. Wow. I was teaching kindergarten the day of the Challenger explosion. Of course, schools everywhere were watching because a teacher had been chosen to join the crew. What a traumatic experience for students and staff alike.

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    1. I think it was probably worse for you as a teacher. I don't really remember too much about it. I don't think I really understood what happened.

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  6. My main memory is waiting almost all year for my birthday celebration to sit in the special pink chair and then another girl had the same birthday, and she sat in the pink chair, and I had to sit in the blue chair. Yep, that's about all I remember. Time to let it go? ;)

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    1. Oh no! So sad. My son has an April birthday. It's hard to be one of the last ones in the class to celebrate your birthday. We've been making a big deal about his half birthday in October (at home only), so he doesn't feel quite as left out.

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  7. That poor boy in the wagon! What an impression he must have left on you to still remember him after all these years!

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    1. I know! I have no idea what happened, but it was traumatic enough for me. It must have been awful for him and his parents.

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