Must admit, I groaned out-loud last week when I turned a corner and spotted THIS. (Is it just me, or do children move S-L-O-W-E-R on purpose these days?)
It's hard to make out here (someone needs to wash her windshield) ... but do you see the lady standing alongside the bus door? As I passed, she wasn't bothering to disguise the tears rolling down her face. Her first child? ... the baby?
Ya, I've a bad habit of weaving stories around perfect strangers' facial expressions.
What do you remember about YOUR first day of school?
For some strange reason, all I recall is poor, pitiful Alice B. -- shrieking, screaming and clinging to her mother for dear life.
That, and a curious aroma I can best describe as eau de raincoats-n'-chalk.
Oh! And the smell of that white, weird paste!
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| Loved these boots with the elastic and buttons!
I nod n' grin like a bobble-head when reading others' recollections ...
...We got Schaefer's glue! Loved that neat little bottle's slated rubber cap with a slit in it for application.
...School clothes! 1 dress, 2 skirts, 1-2 blouses, NO JEANS or SLACKS, and ONE pair of Buster Brown (sensible) shoes. Of course, by Junior High we had P.E., so we had to have tennies for that.
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What teacher would we be assigned?
Now, our return from summer vacation normally coincided with Labor Day. So that evening -- me with bated breath -- we'd drive to check out Class Lists posted on the school's glass doors.
Magic.Moments for sure.
When time of year did you start school? I'd love to hear of your own magic moments!
