Dylan's First Day of Kindergarten

He got on the bus after an early lunch, he was the only kid at our stop, which is right in front of our house.  That part went really quick, I snuck in a quick hug and then took a couple photos as he marched his way to a seat.  He sat next to the window and waved bye to Matt, Aaron, and me.  And here is what I can piece together of the rest of his day.

He sat next to his friend Eric on the ride to school and on the ride home.  When he got to school the teacher wasn't waiting for him right at the bus, so he started walking towards the main door and met her there.  While at school they went to the library, Dylan got to be the leader, he thinks for the walk to the library.  He got a sticker for "being the best sitter" during library time.  He learned "about how books work" during this time.  They read a story about a kid who did not take care of his or her books, it involved peanut butter, jelly, and ice cream getting all over his or her books, which is not a good thing.  His teacher sang a song that the kids made up for her.  It wasn't funny, and it may have been about how two kids ran into each other and hurt their heads and had to go to the hospital.  Which really happened, but not today and it didn't happen to anyone in his class.  For his milk break he chose plain milk over chocolate.  They went outside for a bit during which time he played hopscotch and threw broken pieces of chalk to break them even more.  There was also a giant tic-tac-toe square while they were outside, but someone had already played that so he couldn't.  While playing hop scotch he threw two 8s, a 9, and a 10.  There are rules about not climbing things and not opening the gate.  The same rule from preschool is true in kindergarten:  keep your hands to yourself.  There's a kid in his class  named Logan, which is cool because it's like Logan's the place.  There's a kid in his class who spoke Spanish and the teacher asked her to speak in English instead.  He sat at table number 3 and has his own cubby with a whale on it.  The teacher gave them new stickers with their bus numbers on it because that made it easier for them to see.    When I asked if he remembered to give his teacher the envelop with his milk money he said "no, but she found it and said that she would put it in a safe place."  He finally remembered the name of the second teacher in his class.  When another mom asked him if there were more boys or girls in the class he had no idea.  On the ride home from school the bus driver said that she would give a prize to the kid who was the fastest, and one of the kids all the way in the back said "what's the prize?"  [story ended there]  He saw his friend Nick on the bus, he sat all the way in the back (Nick is older so I'm not surprised that he was sitting in the back of the bus).

He got off the bus with one other slightly older girl.  All smiles and gave me a HUGE and tight hug.  It was perfect.


Comments

Jenn said…
I love the five-year-oldness of this story. Strangely detailed in places and hugely lacking in any detail in other places. I mean, we all needed to know about the story of the two kids who bumped heads, but no one really needs to know if there are more boys or girls in his class or what those kids' names are.
Jess said…
True. The stories came in random bits and pieces throughout the day. I kept trying to pry more information out of him because I felt like he hadn't told me very much, but I realized by the end of the night that he had actually shared a good amount. Most of it doesn't make a whole lot of sense, and I'm not sure how much of it is stuff that actually happened, or was just mentioned by the teacher/other kids, but that's what his day was like according to him. I bet by third grade if I remember to do this the day will go more like this: Dylan got on the bus, nothing happened at school, then he came home.