Friday, August 27, 2010

My Kindergarten Year

It's that time again, for (Etsy) Friday Finds, but I will save it for Saturday's post, since I need to do a blog carnival entry for my Etsybloggers team--Etsybloggers Rock! They have asked us to write about either Labor Day traditions or a kindergarten memory--of ours or of our children. I have so many children, that I didn't want to slight any one of them, so I chose to write my own memory--that's more fun anyway!

My kindergarten years were a Looooooooonnnnnnnnggggg time ago!!!! But I do have a few memories of that year. Things were different then! My mom walked me to school at first, she didn't drive back then. After that I walked the approximately three blocks down and two blocks over to home by myself. Actually, not entirely alone, with another classmate-Keith was is name. His house was a block short of mine. In those days, it was a lot safer for children to walk unattended, although, mom (or Keith's mother) would meet us half way sometimes.

But my most vivid memory of kindergarten was the monkey bars! I loved them. I was a willowy little kid that loved to run and jump and be active. I would run for the monkey bars at recess and climb to the top. There was a parallel bar attached, that I would throw one leg over then swing around and around to the filling of my little heart's desire. Unbeknown to me, my little panties were fully exposed to the surrounding juvenile world as my skirt flew with glee! I guess it bothered my teacher, because she called my mom and asked her to dress me in pants from now on! Anyway, after that, I remember swinging on the bar wearing a pare of pants UNDER my skirt! I really don't know if that was my mom's way of making a statement to the teacher, or if she was so old fashioned that she wasn't ready to put me in pants totally. (Sorry, I do not have a picture to post of when I was little, I must remember to ask my mom to send me some from the family album!)


Marlene said...

It is fun to remember our youth. We did not have monkey bars at the school I attended, maybe because girls were not allowed to wear anything but dresses, hmmmmm

memoriesforlifescrapbooks said...

Cute story :) I was a lot the same...feminine at times, but loved to play outside!

Anitra Cameron said...

Ah, the monkey bars. I loved them, too, and have a nearly invisible scar on the underside of my chin marking the day I slipped off the top tier and caught myself on a lower bar. With my chin!

I remember having one pair of pedal pushers in about 4th grade, but never, ever wore anything but skirts, all the way through high school even. Long time back for me, too!

Splendid Little Stars said...

fun memory! Kindergarten was so long ago for me, I have only a few memories of it, my most vivid one being about show and tell.