Wednesday, August 25, 2010

Back to School, Ring the Bell

1. Favorites, 2. lunch, 3. Show & Tell, 4. black chalkboard

numbers, letters, learn to spell
nouns, and books, and show and tell
at playtime we will throw the ball
back to class, through the hall
teacher marks our height against the wall...
(The White Stripes)

My not so little girl started third grade today. We put her on the bus this morning and I got a little teary and nostalgic. Third grade was my favorite. One of my fondest memories is of sitting outside on the grass listening to my teacher, Mrs. Carpenter, read us a story. I wish I could remember the book but I remember being entranced, the smell of the warm grass and the crinkly sound of the plastic book cover as she would turn it around, slowly showing each of us the pictures.

Also that year I made a new best friend, Tara. We had a top secret investigative journal of our findings in the school lunch food. We made newspapers, had a radio show (broadcasting through my bedroom vent), had a clubhouse in the woods behind her house, and watched Pee-Wee's Playhouse on Saturday mornings. Also, we both adored our teacher. Though, before the school year was over Mrs. Carpenter had to go on maternity leave. We were sad to see her go but we called her on occasion for several years to come.

It's funny to think how these seemingly little things have influenced us and played a part in molding us into who we are today. Tara is a teacher and I help make newspapers and of course still love Pee-Wee's Playhouse.

Here's to a magical school year! Now go hit the books.

1 comment:

  1. Awesome!! I remember all those things, and still love Mrs. Carpenter as fiercely as we did in 3rd grade. We also were convinced we were sisters secretly adopted by our "families" and waiting for our real parents to come to claim us. We had great imaginations and were perfect for each other then!