Mama Kat Thursday: First Day of School
Me, 1963 |
"First Day of School."
You have to set the way-back machine for 1963: my first day of school.
My Dad captured the moment in black and white. I remember I was embarrassed to have a camera aimed at me, that's why I was pointing.
In 1963 only dresses were worn to school. If it was cold, you could wear pants under your skirt, but you had to take them off once you arrived at school.My Mom made this outfit, as she sewed the majority our clothes.
(And made clothes for our Barbies, I might add.)
(And made clothes for our Barbies, I might add.)
I wore a short hair cut with bangs until I got to high school and could take of my hair myself. That was generally the rule on hair, though I seem to recall a few home-perms happening along the way. Oddly, my naturally wavy hair lays quite straight when cut short.
We lived way out in the country along a state road surrounded pretty much by trees. There were no neighborhood kids to play with. Being the oldest, I mostly just had my parents to associate with and I only knew the woodsy world around me: the wild birds, the flowers, trees and the garden plants.
That being the case, when the first grade teacher started taking attendance, calling out each child's name, and said,"Robin," I literally twisted my head this way and that looking around the room for an actual bird!
I was in the first row and it was only after I heard a meek, "here," from somewhere behind me did I realize this "Robin" was a girl!
I distinctly remember feeling embarrassed by the incident, though only I knew my mistake.
My naivety led to many unexpected adventures in grade school.
You can read another, called "Big Time Liar," here.
You can read another, called "Big Time Liar," here.
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And I absolutely LOVE the "Robin" story. LOVE. IT.
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