I still remember my first day of school in Korea. We lined up in perfect rows in the main field. We extended our arms in front of us, parallel to the ground and pointed at the shoulders of the person in front of us to make those perfect rows. I had my name written on a white hankerchief which was pinned to my jacket. It was March, and still quite chilly. My father must have walked me to the school but I can't remember. I don't remember much else besides those white hankies and those perfect rows of children in that large field.
We took our son Christian for his first day of kindergarten this past Monday. The parents swarmed with their little ones in the little playground next to the classroom (the teacher didn't open the door until the bell rang). The teacher handed each child a name tag necklace as they walked in. The parents lingered for a bit, straining their necks to look inside the windows. I waved good-bye as I caught Christian's eye. He waved back. I walked to my car to get to work.
Anyone else start kindergarten this year?
- Mary didn't know that kindergarten is only 3 hours long until a few months ago.
