I remembered very well my first day of classes in the school. I have nice memories because it was very strange and funny day for me. Before the school, I didn´t go to the Kinder nor I didn´t have childhood friends, so I didn´t have any idea about what was a day in the school.
But my mother had taught me some things like the numbers, letters, and I could read some words like mother and father.. some basic things. Also, she had explained me about how was the school.
I had pretty things like notebooks with cute dogs, and many color pencils, I liked to paint . So I remembered that I was happy and fascinated by the first day of clases.
But that day.. my father left me alone in the school , and then when my classmates were in the class with their mother, I thought two things: first, I was scared because I didn´t know What was happened there and Why were their mothers in the school? and Why was not my father there?? But when a girl was cried and her mother took care her, I thougt the second thing “the school is very confuse, the girls cry about anything, and it is little stupid ”
Finally, in the break I knew some friends, and we played all the day, and the next days were normals!!!
Hi Alejandra!
ResponderEliminarThanks for sharing your story. It was nice to read it, and to know that you didn't cry! :)
See you tomorrow in class, when hopefully no one will be crying.
Ryan