Welcome To Kindergarten
Welcome to kindergarten room 127
Everyone is chattering in high pitched voices
They do not know how to walk or sit in their seats
They skip, hop, sing, twirl, dance and stomp around the room
Every thought they have comes immediately out of their mouths
I entered the room as a sub in the middle of snack time
There are popcorn kernels all over the floor
I count them – only thirteen; many must be sick
Fourteen of the thirteen are talking
I recount; one of my counts was wrong apparently
I missed seeing the one singing under the table
The one annoying the others because he is playing with their feet
What color is this? One asks me, holding up a small tip of a crayon.
Blue? I guess.
He says, “I think it’s white blue.”
White blue is more accurate, so I agree “You are right, it is white blue.”
Another kindergartener runs over to inform us that it is teal
“It if is teal, it is white teal,” I say.
I give them paper and let them draw something about their families.
These drawings include dragons, leopards, king cobras and the alphabet.
Close enough.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2022
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