When I was just 4 years old I went to Funtastik Preschool and Daycare. I went there for an entire year. It was a very fun school. Usually in the mornings I would get dropped off with all the other kids and all the kids would get to play inside with toys. Then we would have breakfast. After breakfast we went outside and played on the playground. After the playground we went inside to have a nap. Most of the time after a nap we would go and watch a movie on the carpet. Then we would go outside once again. At the end of the day we would go back on the carpet and watch another movie and wait for our parents to arrive to pick us up.
Within those 13 summers, six of them I spent attending Japanese public school. Going to a school in Japan was very tough. I would have regular classes, get homework and speak Japanese the entire time. Though it was tough, it was a lot of fun. I made so many friends, I ate great food, and best of all I was speaking only Japanese the entire time. Overall it was such a great experience being able to go to two different schools in two completely different countries.
I started out in Lindbergh at the age of three where I went to preschool for two years. I remember taking naps, playing on the playground, and snacking the most. After I finished preschool I went on to kindergarten. My first year riding a big school bus vs the small they use to pick us up in for preschool. I remember my kindergarten teacher Ms. Dorn who taught me the alphabet and how to count. My first grade teacher Ms. Hansen taught me how to read, write, add, and subtract. I remember my second grade teacher Ms. Welinski who help me further my education in the world of history, math, reading, and writing. My third grade teacher Ms. Cox retired my third grade year, but her lasted year she taught me how to write in cursive and to multiply.
Soon enough preschool was over and here came our elementary school days. Everyone met many people in kindergarten. Many will be my friends throughout high school and beyond. Kindergarten was filled with arts and crafts, my portfolio, 2008 handprints, and stamped tee shirts. Suddenly kindergarten graduation was here, everyone was paired up and danced with a partner. First grade flew by and then came second grade with Ms. Foisy and Ms. Okabioshi. Ms. Okabioshi was one of the best teacher assistance we have ever had. Third and fourth grade with Mrs. Schuler and Ms. Ittes. These years were filled with warm fuzzies, a lot of reading and writing, and a lot of fun playing on the playground. The class watched Shilo and everyone hated the evil father. After that came fifth grade with Mr. Sifferman, also known as Millie’s cousin, he gave the hardest tests we have ever taken, but the most fun and memorable times we have had. After that year many people changed schools, I moved to California.
Kindergarten began for me in 2011, when I was five years old. My teacher’s name was Mrs. Rowlett at Mountain Home Kindergarten. I don’t know how I felt, really. I remember having nap time, but I could never seem to fall asleep. In 2012, I started 1st grade, at Nelson Wilks-Herron. My teacher’s name was Mrs. Barnes. She wore glasses, and she was awesome, from what I
In Cambodia, mostly children have to start their life at school at the age of six years old; whereas, I started to be educated at the age of seven years old, in one of the public school in Cambodia. What I remember about that time is that I was so terrified to be sitting in the class. I was crying and wanted desperately going back to my house, but my parents tried to persuade me in order to stop crying and making noise in front of other classmates who sat silently and looked at me. It was so embarrassing to tell some of my stories when I was a child.
For many of us, our first day of kindergarten wasn't something we wanted to experience. Like most, everyone thought one of their parents would stay with them the whole day. But as soon as they would turn around and see their mom or dad walking to the door to go to work. My first day was just like that with my mom, I was told where to sit and I turn around and see and my mom is walking out the door. Like most kids this is one of the first places they find their friends and best friends. Meeting new people was also another scary thing in kindergarten. Once we start playing outside and playing wall ball or basketball with everyone can be an easy way to make lots of friends. After recess was some of our favorite time since we got to come in and take a thirty minute nap. For me during nap time I would have to go to a speech therapy class and work on saying my R's .
At the second primary tour that we visited, we were given a quick tour of various classrooms throughout the school, in which we spent about 5-10 minutes each. This school is newer, and the walls are very bright, with the teachers working hard to cover the walls with educational information and posters. Each classroom was working on studying a different country to put on display for the entire school, and each classroom would make a flag, talk about various animals, and some
I started off school at a little preschool called Goddard School, Miss Jackie and Miss Karen were the first teachers I’d ever had. We did the usual preschool thing… nap time, snacks, and learning the abc’s. But the highlight of my preschool experience was the Bubble Lady. The Bubble Lady filled a pool with sudsy bubble mix that had a large bubble wand in surrounding the wooden block that was big enough for two people. Riley and I stood on the wooden block as a fragile bubble surrounded us. I still have the picture sitting on my fridge.
I started school at the YMCA, and it was pretty cool it was basically an indoor playground that we occasionally learned stuff in. One time our teacher brought in a coconut and let us try some and I learned that I don’t like coconut. Halloween was coming up so we could dress up in costumes, I was Lighting McQueen. I got my first taste of video games, which is one of my favorite hobbies, with the N64. My first game was Star Wars Rogue Squadron a game where you shoot down TIE fighters.
The day start like every normal day. I remember waking up at about 7:25 and took a shower after that i put on my school uniform. I remember I had coffee and with a baguette (a long thin French bread made from basic lean dough). Before I left my house, my Aunt called me and give a $1 for lunch which was basically nothing but money is money. I left my house at exactly 8:00 o'clock and arrived at the school right before class started. I was in 6th and if you were in my grade, recess was always at 12:30 for us. That day, at recess I bought a patty with the dollar my Aunt gave me and played soccer with my friends and I remember we made the ball using socks and plastic bags. At 1:15 in the afternoon, I went back to class with my classmate and I remember the first thing the teacher wanted was to take out our homework. I recalled it was a math homework cause Monday homework was
My first day of kindergarten was not a happy day for me. I was scared and wanted to go home. The environment was unfamiliar to me. Entering into kindergarten at the age of four is a normative event. I recall my mother giving me a kiss on the cheek, smiling at me and told me everything would be okay and then walked away. I did not cry; I just watched her walk away. What stood out the most for me, is that none of the children or teachers looked like me. I was the only African American in my kindergarten class. I had enough sense to know that something was different.
I am fortunate to visit my beloved Maui every year and get to spend a full glorious week in Napili Bay. While watching my final sunset every year I ask for a sign to let me know that the peace, harmony, and serenity of spirit that I feel while in my Hawaiian paradise will remain with me throughout the year after I return home. A sign that will tell me that I am taken care of and everything will be okay. Once was I greeted the following morning, just a few hours before leaving for the airport, with the most spectacular rainbow I have ever seen. Its magnificence was not only in the beauty of it, but in how long it lasted, which must have been well over 30 minutes! Another time I was swimming in the ocean on my final morning and a sea turtle
Elementary school started out as a bore but moved on to eventually being fun and enjoyable. I grew to love school and learning during my fourth and fifth grade years at Zia elementary school. My teacher taught me the value of history and American History