LightRoasted
If I may ...
If I may ...
I am an old man. There wasn't a Kindergarten when I started school. You started in the First Grade. With a really sweet Nun in my case. Now 3rd. grade was a nasty old nun who like to slap and pull hair. I wasn't a well behaved little boy, My mother asked me why I ducked every time she moved her arm. 3rd Grade. that's where i learned to duck and got a crew cut.
I think there might have been Kindergarten when I was little through some of the local churches, but most kids my age didn't attend. That first week of full day 1st Grade was a complete shock.
Hahaha. Did we go to school together? 7th grade, first male teacher. He threw an eraser at a boy, boy ducked and eraser clocked me upside the head. Yeah, more good times.....
Ahhh. The good 'ol days. Where it wasn't just about learning the three R's. It was also where one, if needed, learned about aviation. Thwaackk! "Better learn to sit up, shut up, and to fly straight boy." Good times.That's nothing. I had a nun that had rosary beads make out of the knocked out teeth of the kids she cracked in the mouth. It took a few years but she finally got enough to make a full set. WWJD?