I remember the end of one day in first grade. In order to leave the classroom, we had to listen for our phone numbers which our teacher recited. I left close to last because I thought I never heard mine. I knew my phone number! Turns out that she said mine, but pronounced the zero's like zero's, verses 'o's' like my mom taught me. Funny huh?
What's the fun in being a circle among other circles? I want to be a square.
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I have a kindergartener, going by that a first-grader here would be 6-7 years old.
I remember bits of fourth grade clearly including the teacher's name, the lunchroom, the desks, what the little cot was like where you could lay down if you felt sick, and that I didn't like first grade as much as kindergarten because it wasn't as much fun. I remember more of kindergarten probably because I enjoyed it (and had my first crush *sigh!*) but still bits and pieces.
Reading maketh a full man, conference a ready man, and writing an exact man. -Sir Francis Bacon
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