Kuttyma recently “graduated” from kindergarten and I will be honest I did shed a few tears. How fast does time fly?

I have distinct memories of my kindergarten days at RSK. Many of the memories are of course aided by photographs. I assume it was hard work being in school, sitting still and learning to read & write. I remember my teachers, first friends and those classrooms. I remember the scary school bell, the nice teachers (and the ones who used to scare me too).

Check out mini-me as a kindergartener,

 

Pint-sized desks and chairs

First steps into a new world

Thoughts for the growing minds

 

Slate boards and chalk sticks

Friendships that last a lifetime

Curves and lines to trace

 

Fists, fights, falls and fears

Teachers who inspire and nurture

Second home it is

 

Pink trees, orange seas

Inside, in between, outside lines

Pictures to colour

 

Leaning in and on

Standing in line, forming a train

Friends for life we promise

 

Many miles to go

Big shiny polished shoes to wear

Snacks to munch on

 

Fears to be overcome

Opinions to form, a world to rule

Tomorrow awaits

Coming up tomorrow, L: Lunch Boxes