I can not even describe how much I despised school. The first couple of days of Kindergarten I asked my Mom how long I go. In 2nd grade when I understood more, I asked my brother, he told me "Till 12th grade." I thought my life was literally over. I never got good grades, loved friends but never liked kids in general, hated the smell, you name it. I was flunking so bad by 10th grade I didn't make it to the end of 12th. Then I was free!! All I wanted to do was work, and I did. The thing is now I have a son in Kindergarten and I feel like I'm living it again. I'm trying so hard to tolerate it. I don't like anything about it BUT this is my son. I'll do anything. Of course. How am I going to tolerate this unexplainable life long hatred I have for school when I have a younger daughter who will be going soon too? I've never met anybody who has truly understood this intensity. I don't hint to the kids, I 'act'. Some people hate Anchovies, but you can avoid Anchovies! :-)
2007-02-05
10:01:14
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➔ Grade-Schooler