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Lecy
Campbell, Kindergartner
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Mom
Would Have Kept the Shirt Tucked In
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Exactly Overwhelmed By First Day of School Jitters
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Lecy
Takes Her Place in Line
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Ready
to Enter The Classroom
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She
Paid More Attention During the Orientation Than Dad did
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Lecy attended her first day at a big kids school this fall. She's still a kindergartner, but it's a school that kids go to through eighth grade, and it's a lot bigger than her old school.
Breakfast is available at the school if you can handle the 50 cents per person tariff, but on this day I cooked at home. Lecy had her usual two breakfasts, with the first being granola and the second being a bird in the nest (fried egg over easy inside a cut out of bread). She fixed the granola breakfast all by herself, and was comfortable assuring me that she was older and could do more things for herself now. She even managed to clear up by herself, although that took a bit more parental nagging.
After breakfast we did the best we could to make her look at least 50 percent as pretty as she would have if the full female complement were here. We then headed out on the long journey to the other side of the street, which even a child as bright as Lecy will have a hard time making into a five-miles-uphill-both-ways story in later years. When we got to the other side, Lecy told me I could go home, because she was now at school and could handle it from there. I decided to hang around just in case.
We got to school early -- too early, because I thought school started earlier than the normal 9 am, and way earlier than today's 9:30 am. That was ok, because Lecy played on the playground and I met other parents. By this time, Lecy was a bit more clingy than normal, and hung back when being introduced to the other new kids, who were also all hiding behind their parents during the introductions.
We then sat through a long and somewhat boring orientation in the gym, for both parents and kids. They then called out names, and Lecy ended up in Ms. Rossi's class.
We all, parents and kids, then trooped over to room 102 for another lengthy indoctrination on how things are done. The parents then left for snacks in the gym, while the kids had snacks in the room. Lecy, who had been nonplussed at this point, responded to the other kid's clinginess and came over and cried and begged me not to leave. I told her to toughen up.
Snack over, we were reunited in the gym. It was a glorious success in the end, and Lecy thinks she will like it there.
Lecy says: "It was nice when I played at the playground and when I ate snack. I like it a little. Tomorrow if it is a big nice day and much more fun, then I will like it."