I have to say it's a lot more confusing on the other side of preschool -- where the "general population" are. Preschool was such a nice, protected little bubble. They have their own playground. They start the morning with songs before heading out to their classrooms. They have their own lunch area. It was so nice, so protected.
Come the first day of school for Kael... and it was mass chaos. OK, so it really wasn't chaos, chaos. It just seemed that way because of all the kids and parents milling about. Kael was a little more comfortable than some of his classmates and immediately ran towards the big slide. Unfortunately, the bell rang just then so he didn't get a chance to really play.
Ah, yes. The Bell. You all remember the bell. It's what tells you to line up and come back to class. Kael was not used to being rung and continued playing. I had to go get him and do the whole "Did you hear the bell? You have to line up when you hear it" drill. He did not hear it so hopefully like Pavlov and his dogs, my kid will be as easily trained to come on command.
That's another thing we have to work on: lining up. Don't get me wrong: he knows how to line up. The real question is where does he line up? There were so many people milling around I had no idea where to take him. Luckily they had signs posted for each teacher. I asked a faculty if this was where the kids lined up every morning and she said... No. But they do line up in this area.
WTH? What does that mean? My kid can read certain things. But he can't read "Junior Kindergarten, Ms. Romo's Class." Alright, alright. Nervous Nelly Mom. He can handle it. No one's ever lost their kid at school, right?
We line up and the school does the whole song and dance of introducing the teachers then we head into class. At that point, we (the parents) were kind of kicked out so I only managed to get one picture of Kael sitting at his huge, ginormous desk. You'll see what I mean.
Mr. GQ. He's totally goofing around. This was the only picture I got of him where he's not doing something completely wacky. This was only mildly wacky.
Mr. GQ's photo spread continues. He's posing with his friend Lauren.
The big kid's slide. Notice how the area is deserted? That's because the bell rang and he didn't hear it!
The Line Up. But not where you line up every day. No. It's just for today, to confuse all you youngsters.
Doing the Pledge of Allegience. I love the looks of total and utter confusion on their faces. We'll need to work on this too.
Kael and his buddy Cole. I would have thought they'd have smaller desks for Jr. Kindergarteners, after all most are 4 years old, going on 5.
Or maybe these are the smaller desks... hmm.
All in all, the first day of school went well. Kael said he enjoyed it and likes his new teacher. I'm looking forward to another great year.
And to all of you who made the same comment on pictures from Orientation Day: I did pull his pants down! That's his natural waist line, people! Kael is like a horse: he's all leg. That's why buying pants are such a pain the a$$. He's got a 3T/4T waist and a 5T length. So either his pants fit around his waist but fall about 2 inches too short or they hit the heels just right but he's having to hike them up every 2 minutes.
Sheesh.
Thursday, August 28, 2008
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