Julie KeastWhat are your memories of starting school?
Part of the reason I am writing about this is because all the children around Australia go back to school this week and partly because I had a conversation with a child who is starting school this year while I was baby sitting yesterday and it reminded me of when I first started school, I was asking the same questions that she was yesterday when I was her age (four turning five), questions like: "What if my teacher is mean?", "What if I don't like school?" etc (I also wondered if her parents have been preparing her properly for the step of going to school) so I told her about my first day where I was frightened, I remember throwing a massive tantrum about not wanting to go to Kindergarten on the first day but I learnt that school is a lot of fun, you learn so much and you make so many new friends plus she gets to wear a special uniform...I actually remember getting in trouble for crunching my chair into the teachers shoe...LOL!
Anyway thats about all I wanted to write about today so have a good rest of the weekend and tata cyaz
Anyway thats about all I wanted to write about today so have a good rest of the weekend and tata cyaz
My most vivid recollectins of going to school for the first time? Pure excitement.
We had two blackboards down one end of a lengthy room in our house. My sister was two years older than me. She taught me everything she learned at school each night after she came home. I was busting to get to school.
Stuff it was boring when I already knew everything they were teaching me ...
Couldn't wait to leave ...
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I loved going to school. I had three older brothers who already went off every weekday.
The youngest was 4 years my senior and it seemed like I had waited a long time.
No tears, although I had no friends to play with at home. We didn't seem to wear school uniforms and my only introduction prior to school was playing at home [not with educational toys] and singing songs with my mother. I could clean my shoes, a daily ritual and seemed very self sufficient if basically a rather quiet child. I was physically well co-ordinated and loved my swing, I'd play with my brothers when they came home from school, was allowed the occasional ride in the billy cart and being the smallest was placed inside an old tire and bowled along.
My father took us swimming in the Murrumbidgee river and I remember our canoe tipping over before I had learned to swim and was instructed to hold onto the side while dad took us to shore. I must have been under three because I learned to swim when I was three.
I became a star pupil and quickly learned to read without any prior preparation, I can't recall ever having been read to but we always talked around the table. I excelled at all school subjects except art and was a little less skilled at comprehension, which we called 'silent reading' Nearly always I was the teacher's pet. Nothing mentally was ever difficult.
So that first day at school was a delight and any crying child I regarded as a bit of a sook.
So much for nowadays 'advantaged' children, I often wonder about that, although my own children were given advantages I could only dream of.
Hope this was not too much information, it is longer than your post.
It's a little bit of oral history really.
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