Preschool for me, is when I learned the rudiments of life. I learned how to count, to write my name, to love. Okay, maybe not the last one, but in preschool I did think I was in love.
Imagine a young neighborhood, little kids running in and out and in between all of the freshly painted houses. The new parents yelling for their kids to be safe when they are just crossing the street to the house directly across from them. Friendly neighbors walking their puppies around the block, waving at those they pass. The new neighborhood was buzzing with excitement.
A little blond girl with the ugliest haircut was jumping on her best friend’s trampoline. Their delightment growing with each bounce. It was a few weeks until the blonde girl would start kindergarten.
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It was a week before I would start kindergarten, it was an early August morning. I was playing outside on my front lawn. I loved to lay my face against the side of the pavement looking at the little water droplets hanging on to the strands of grass. It may sound weird and strange, but I loved when the grass would be wet in the shade but dry in the sun. I stood up to go over and get my best friend Veronica when the blue eyed munchkin came over. I was like an excited puppy waiting for him to finally cross the street. We were standing beside my favorite tree. It was the perfect tree to climb. All my excitement would soon be crushed by the wrecking ball he would throw …show more content…
My heart was repaired later that day, thanks to my mom giving me ice cream. Chocolate chip cookie dough to be exact. I felt even worse about going to kindergarten. I wish that I could just stay back with all of my friends. I felt alone, like I would always be alone and have no friends. At the time, I dreamed that Sam and I would always be together. I thought that one day we would get married and live in a big house with five dogs and five cats. The dogs for him and the cats for me. I had pictured everything that a little girl would ever want. But the only thing that my preschool love really taught me his how mean boys are. Even from a young age, I knew to stay away from boys. At least that 's what my dad had always said.
As all little kids do, we got over it and continued to play with one another. Eventually we drifted apart. The girls stayed with the girls and the boys stayed with the boys. We only hang out when it’s snowing outside or they want to use my pool. Now, what was once was a youthful, lively neighborhood is a deserted, lonely street. No kids running around playing four square. No parents waving at their kids from their windows, carefully watching their every move. Now everyone is inside doing who knows what, and have forgotten about what we all
For this assignment, I interviewed my mother Elaine Meskouris. Director at Evlavia Doulavarous Preschool in Flushing, NY. 1. Me: So Mrs. Meskouris, why did you become a preschool director?
On the way we got juicy tacos. As we were driving to Six Flags we saw lots of people gathered around and really caught my eye. So we went to see and it was an amazing dancer that was all in gold. He reminded me of The Cat In The Hat because he had an extremely long black hat. After we left the gold dancer, we were still on our way.
realized what it actually meant, I erased it in embarrassment and did not fill in that portion of the paper. Anyways, from fifth through eighth grade is when I got more appreciative of nature. Belle Valley South had a courtyard in the middle of the building, and I loved going to it everyday to eat. It was always quiet, serene, and devoid of all the other students whom were terrified of something as simple as bees or ladybugs. I grew a little sad when it got to the colder months and we had to eat inside.
Sat in my room looking at the wall waiting for my best friend Lue to come over, all of a sudden I hear a knock on the old rusty wooden door. I race out of my room, down the wooden squeaky stairs. I open up the door and hug my best friend Lue. My dog Charlie races to the door and rans around Lue. He is happy to see Lue.
He jumped right in front of me and saved me from a very angry grandmother. He took me out in the hall and asked me if I wanted to play a game. I of course said yes and followed him down to the basement. That night we created a game called 'Dodge ball mix of Hide'N'Seek.' It it wasn't for his fun personality and his
Baby Project This past weekend I embarked on a journey, and no probably not the journey you think of. This weekend I had to take home the Real Care Baby project. Going into this project I was not really quite sure what to expect.
Since we could only have the moving truck for a couple of days, we put all of our items in my aunt’s spare room. Luckily, her house was big enough for four of us plus her own family. As the new school year began to start, my dad thought it was a good idea to enroll me into next year to secure my spot for kindergarten. Then we were told we were told Arizona’s school policy only allowed six year olds into kindergarten.
It was there I had to start school again went to kinder garden to the first five grade’s. I was a slow learning student when I started out. I stared out in a slow learns dis ability. But by Jr high I was doing better and learning a lot of stuff like math and whatever I wanted to take.
I remember being in preschool when my mother first took me to her work place. I thought it was stuffy and I was kind
Ever since I was younger. I 've always been fascinated with babies and animals. The way animals communicate with each other to the innocence in a baby 's eyes has always sparked one of my interests. Being the oldest, I always had the opportunity to play with my little brother/sister, or even my little cousins. It was always exciting, making them giggle and seeing them so full of life.
Personal Philosophy I believe that each child is unique and learn by exploring through play. Children as they grow they learn more from one another. I believe all children learn at different pace and they’re all different. All programs should adapt to the needs of the children.
My first day of kindergarten was a day I looked forward to as a child. I annoyed my father everyday during the summer, asking him when I could go to school. I had attended Pre School, and I thought kindergarten was going to be 10x more fun. I quickly found out that my pre school and kindergarten experiences were going to be very different. I was very excited to meet the girls in my class and make new
One of my favorite memories growing up is how much time I spent reading. Whenever I got a new book I couldn 't put it down. I remember that I would always read on the bus ride home. Reading was something that I liked to do. As I’ve gotten older my choice of books has changed alot, a different genre for each of my phases.
I remember when I was going to start school. The school I went to was called Lincoln Elementary. It was just a short four streets down from my house. I was a little nervous and slightly scared to go. I didn’t want to have to leave home and be gone for so long.
Not having a dad in my life made dating even more hard. I felt that I didn’t know what type of boy I should be dating. My mom didn’t talk to me about sex so I never understood how that work. I remember having sex education classes in 9th grade and that is where I learned about sex and dating. When I went off to college, I remember guys wanted to date me