Looking back I really don't remember much from my pre-Woodland Hills days. We moved to Woodland Hills when I was in second grade.
I remember a little bit of a preschool, especially the day when the teacher said not to touch the brownies because they were hot right out of the oven, and I touched them anyway and burnt my hand.
I do remember my kindergarten teacher, she seemed like a nice old Grandma to me. I remember my first grade teacher, Mrs. Doll too.
I was in some kind of mentoring program in first grade in which a fifth grader would tutor a first grader. I was taken out of class and we would go to an out-building and we would be tutored in different things (probably mostly reading). I remember that the whole group got together at the beginning of the year and the teacher over this whole mentoring program gave a little speach, and near the end of the speach they said that if our tutor did not do a good job they would be fired. Well, this was tramatic to me because I pictured in my head the tutor being burned at the stake. I must have worried about this for a number of days because I have a very clear memory of this. I doubt I would have turned my tutor in for anything knowing that this might happen to her if she did a bad job.
I remember walking to school from our apartment, and at recess during school Pat and I would chase the girls to kiss them. If I remember right I wouldn't do any of the kissing, but I would catch them and then another friend of ours would do the kissing. I guess he was slower, or just smarter? :) I have memories of my mom being at the school and talking to my teachers but I don't remember what about or why.
I also remember playing t-ball in the field at the elementary school. I don't remember but I'm sure I just stood in the outfield and picked my nose :) I remember going to a fair at the same school field where they were dropping contraptions with eggs inside or something from the top of a big firetruck ladder. I believe the whole family was there - mom, dad, Pat, and Tavish.
Memoirs of the Second of Five Sons
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You have a really good memory! I had forgotten about a lot of that. I remember the school wide egg drop, I think your egg did very well!
so that's when you learned to pick your nose....:)
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