Do You Remember Your Very First Day In School?

I’m putting this question out to everyone who reads this post? Let me know what you do remember in the comments section.

I remember my first day of school. A proper school; I went for Kindergarten i.e LKG in a teacher’s home and then to Upper KG in Carmel School Kuwait. I was 5 years old. I remember being so excited and could hardly shut up the day before and could hardly sleep the night before. I was totally wired & excited; if you had put an electric cable in me, you could have powered the entire tiny nation of Kuwait for that day. All homes, shops, stores, warehouses & offices included! That’s how excited I was.

I couldn’t wait to get into my new school uniform. The light blue shirt and the dark blue shorts. Socks, shoes and tie completed the ensemble. I was psyched to be with my older sister, riding the school bus with her and going to the same school as her. That was a huge thrill. On the way over to the school I kept standing up and looking out – are we there yet? Are we there yet? Driver – get to this school that I have heard so much about. I am beyond myself with excitement. I need to be in school NOW! And finally we did reach! OPEN THE DOORS! LET ME SEE THE SCHOOL AND GET IN! So I did ……….and then……………

What is this hell hole you have brought me to? My parents couldn’t have done this knowingly? How cruel? And why does my sister go to the school every weekday? Is she mad? What are the parents thinking? I cried and cried and how I hated the school and the classroom and the teachers who came in and the people around me. I hated the other kids in my class, who were also crying like me save one or two stupid dolts who were too dumb to know what was going on! The day slowly passed on by and I only stopped to have a break for some food and then cried again.

School’s out, we got into the bus, I met my sister with tears still drying on my cheeks. I came home, I had a snack and I watched cartoons. Night came by and I went to sleep. For sure this was a bad day and never to repeat again. The next morning – what? Surely you can’t send me there again? You can’t be serious! I don’t wanna go!!!!!