Sadness

Kindergarten - around six years

Most of the kids my age in kindergarten I knew left, since the usual age to start school is six. Not me. I started the year after.

I was almost alone, but I loved kindergarten by now. It was fun. The boy, Mat, was still there and we were talking a lot and still playing. But there were so many things to do. Draw, play with lego or some Barbies and that. There were even some big blocks we were building a bunker with. So. Much. Fun!

The best time here was the sleeping time. It was after lunch. We got our little beds, changed into pyjamas and laid down.

The teachers here were reading us some books or turning on the TV. I didn't sleep much there tho. I loved listening to it. We had more than an hour, and all I did was watch TV or listen to the teachers reading really interesting books.

My sister already wasn't here, she was in first grade. She was struggling with school a lot. Reading and counting. And I was very.. bored? So I was stealing her papers and learned how to count and read. I liked it.

In school, I was popular because of it. We had a window in the room and teachers always put some papers with letters on it and it always said the day it is. The others came to me and asked me what day it is or what is written here and there. They even asked me how to write their names. It was great.

There was a time I hated the most tho. Lunch. I hated the food. It was so DISGUSTING. And teachers always made us eat it. I had to, so I did at least something. You see, I'm a really picky eater. Still. Anyways, when I didn't want to eat or drink something they gave us, other kids came to me and made me do it. They were threatening me and we're just.. mean.. but it was fine. Not a big deal, right?

This was day after day until I turned seven. And started school.