Sunday, August 11, 2024

play time...

 Today, according to my west coast brother, is "Go Play in the Sand Day."  I do like to play in sand.  I like to feel it run between my fingers, or walk along a shore and feel the wet sand squish between my toes.  I was thinking of those things after i read my brother's text, but this evening at dinner with my spouse and his brother, the conversation turned to kindergarten and a teacher they remembered.  That unleashed a flood of memories for me.  I remember my kindergarten year for two special things.  The first is about sand.  In our kindergarten classroom we had a sand table, standing waist high to little people, and full of wonderful white sand.  I loved to just stand there and draw patterns in the sand and run my fingers through it.  It felt so good.  The other memory involves my teacher, Miss Wendolyn.  During that year she got married, and invited all of her students to the wedding.  My mother took me, and I was in awe, as my beautiful teacher walked down the aisle in her gorgeous white dress.  After the wedding, on the way home, as I remember it, we stopped at a toy store and my mother bought me a bride doll.  You may remember this type of doll.  I think they were the forerunners of Barbie dolls.  They came in an eight or nine inch square box, about two inches deep with a clear plastic cover.  The doll would be displayed with her full skirt flared out around her.  They weren't all bride dolls, they came with different dresses, like Barbies.  But I got the best one, every little girl's dream, the bride doll, and it was marvelous.  No wonder I think I had the best kindergarten teacher ever.  

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