Bear of the Month

October was a great month and perhaps the best on record. Why? Because I was the Bear of the Month at my school…technically, I was one of the Bears of the Month for my Kindergarten class, but the way I prefer to see it was I was THE Bear of the Month. Some may think that this is just something that cycles through the students and that everyone will be at one point or another, but I contend that the math doesn’t work (I sound like Obama there don’t I?). The first clip below shows me accepting my award at our monthly Spirit Day…along with some others that don’t need to be mentioned. Note: I am the only one holding my award up right and waving at mommy, grannie, and daddy. 

The second clip shows our school doing the Thriller dance because we were getting ready for Halloween. And for the record, I do know the Thriller dance, I just exercised my right as an American to abstain from acting like a dancing monkey like the other 500 kids in the gym – even though deep down I kinda want to be one of the dancing monkeys, too.

My first rave

Music pumping, bass thumping, people dressed up in costumes, and glow sticks waving in the air – that was the scene Friday night at my school’s rave. School officials actually called it a Storybook Ball, but us kids preferred to call it a rave. We were suppose to wear a costume from a book and I wasn’t going to go, but at the last minute I decided to go so daddy had to dig up last year’s Batman costume because my costume this year isn’t from a book. I’m glad I decided to go because I had a blast and got to get my groove on.
I’m the blue and grey Batman in the middle of the pack. You can see me real well about 30 seconds into the video.

Catch up

It’s been a while so sorry to disappoint – I have been busy learning and getting use to my new school. I have also been busy with another project I will tell you about in a few.

So about school, everything has been pretty cool. I love music, art, and PE the best. PE is actually a lot like Stretch-n-Grow that I refused to do for 3 years at my old school. I may have been wrong about that, but I will never admit it to anyone. I’m learning some of the same stuff I did at my old school, but I am getting even better at it so it’s all good. I do color in the lines a lot better now. Daddy does tell me that it’s okay to color out of the lines every now and then or when I get inspired then he started spouting off names like Picasso, Matisse, Pollock, and so on. He says it will make a lot more sense when I get older so I will just have to trust him on that one.

My teachers and classmates are pretty cool other than the two girls at my table who keep taking my crayons. They make me pretty mad when they do that. Mommy and daddy want to get involved, but they know I have to figure out how to handle this situation on my own so I develop those people/negotiation/coping skills. Other than that, they are actually pretty cool and every now and then, we walk to the office together to return stuff. I also walk to my class by myself now – mommy and daddy can’t walk past a certain point now so I have to do it on my own. It isn’t the best walk, but not so bad – haven’t got lost yet.

The other day was one of the best days at school because we had Spirit Day. It’s kind of like a pep rally from what my parents say, but without the sports teams. Below is a video from the rally.

Back to School

So today was my first day in big kid public school. If you recall, I was a “redshirted” kindergartener so I may be a little more mature than some of the other kids, but I was still nervous about the first day because I didn’t know anyone or what to expect. All I could do is remember I am a brave big boy and focus on the new experiences I was in store for. Turns out, it was all pretty cool.

First, I had to wake up super early to make sure I was on time to school. This is something I haven’t had to do in over 3 months so I was dragging a bit. Next, mommy and daddy walked me to school. Actually, mommy walked and daddy scooted along on his roll-about because of his broken leg. It  was kind of funny looking, but he didn’t want to miss out on my first day so he didn’t care about looking foolish.

When we finally got to school, it was like a scene out of Grease 2 (not as good as Grease 1, but still awesome) – music blaring from large speakers, chatter from all the kids and parents, people flocking to the doors, teachers corralling the kids, and we even had a flag raising – a lot of stimuli for sure. The school was full of parents dropping their kids off, especially my room since we were all Kindergarteners. There were a lot hugs and kisses, but not too many tears – none with me or my folks – I stayed strong for them since they are kinda sad I’m growing up.

Anyway, I put my backpack up, lunch up, snack up, and plopped right down at my table were I was joined by two honeys – Danni and Juliette. The bell rang and school was officially back in session. The first day was a lot of learning how things were going to work and I think I have it down, but there are times when it changes, e.g., we have Music on Mondays, PE on Tuesdays, Wednesdays, Fridays, and Art on Thursdays. I really enjoyed music. I can’t wait until I get to play some of the instruments. I already told mommy and daddy I wanted to play the tuba so they better get ready.

The day kind of flew by and before I knew it, mommy was there to walk me home. I think I am going to dig this big kid school thing after all.

 

 

 

School is in Session

For the first time in about 90 days, tonight is a school night. Yep, that’s right – school starts tomorrow. New school, new teachers, new friends to teach the ropes on how to handle me. It is always worth it when I get them to understand, but the process is long and some are just slower to come around.

Anyway, I’m nervous and excited at the same time. I’m nervous about everything being new and me not knowing what to do. I’m excited about being in a big school with a lot of people and learning so much. Mommy and daddy tell me to focus on what I’m excited about and that will be enough to keep me pumped and eager to learn – we’ll see.

A couple of cool things about going back to school is that I got a whole bunch of new clothes, new shoes, and I got to go to Waffle House today. Not so cool is that I had to get my hair did – that’s how mommy and daddy say hair cut. I sure hope their not teaching me the wrong way like they did with me calling the police the po-po – so glad that got corrected.

So tomorrow mommy and daddy will walk me to my class and take a bunch of pictures. I stay there for about 7 hours and then they pick me up and quiz me about everything that happened the whole day. Fortunately, they get to walk me to class every day for the first week, but the second week on they only get to walk me to a certain point and then it is up to me to find my way. I’ve got a pretty good memory so I’m not  too concerned with that, but it will be a little intimidating with so many kids.

Wish me luck!

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Not liking this one bit, but really don’t like daddy taking pics and making faces

Aced It

Today I had to go to my Kindergartner screening at my new school. I was real nervous to the point I couldn’t think straight. Mommy and daddy kept telling me there was no wrong answer, but I just can’t wrap my mind around that – if it’s not the right answer, then it is wrong as far as I am concerned. Anyway, I used the “shield” daddy and mommy bought me to help take away some of my nervousness – kept it in my pocket. It worked because when I walked away with my teacher and left my parents in the cafeteria, I remained calm and answered all the questions my teacher asked me – and I answered them correctly!

I was real proud of myself for being brave. Mommy and daddy were too so they bought me a school shirt to show my pride. Now, all that remains is for me to find out who my teacher will be – hope it is the one I had today because she was sweet to me – that is all that really matters.

I got spirit, how ’bout you

Class of 2012

Just wanted to give a shout out from the Class of 2025 to a couple members of the Class of 2012 – congrats on your accomplishment. Katelyn and Jamie you should be proud – your parents, family, and friends are.

Cousin Katelyn

Future Texas A&M Aggie

 

 

Jamielyn

With Nelda (mom) and Brandon (brother)

 

And here are some insightful life lessons for your future – attributed to Bill Gates, but that may be an urban legend.

Rule 1: Life is not fair -- get used to it!

Rule 2: The world won't care about your self-esteem. The world will expect you to accomplish something BEFORE you feel good about yourself.

Rule 3: You will NOT make $60,000 a year right out of high school. You won't be a vice-president with a car phone until you earn both.

Rule 4: If you think your teacher is tough, wait till you get a boss.

Rule 5: Flipping burgers is not beneath your dignity. Your Grandparents had a different word for burger flipping -- they called it opportunity.

Rule 6: If you mess up, it's not your parents' fault, so don't whine about your mistakes, learn from them.

Rule 7: Before you were born, your parents weren't as boring as they are now. They got that way from paying your bills, cleaning your clothes and listening to you talk about how cool you thought you are. So before you save the rain forest from the parasites of your parent's generation, try delousing the closet in your own room.

Rule 8: Your school may have done away with winners and losers, but life HAS NOT. In some schools they have abolished failing grades and they'll give you as MANY TIMES as you want to get the right answer. This doesn't bear the slightest resemblance to ANYTHING in real life.

Rule 9: Life is not divided into semesters. You don't get summers off and very few employers are interested in helping you FIND YOURSELF. Do that on your own time.

Rule 10: Television is NOT real life. In real life people actually have to leave the coffee shop and go to jobs.

Rule 11: Be nice to nerds. Chances are you'll end up working for one.

The Graduate

Tonight was THE night – I graduated from Private Kindergarten. I have the option to go into first grade next year, but my mommy and daddy are putting me into the public school system as a kindergartner since my birthday is so late (Aug 11 – put it on your calendars). They thought it might be beneficial for my development and so does this 60 Minutes segment on “Redshirting Kindergarteners” (very interesting for other parents of late birthday kids). They wanted me in some formal program for this past year so that is how I ended up in the Private K class.

Anyway, back to the subject of ME…..GRADUATING!! Mommy, daddy, and grannie kept saying they were so proud of me and that made me feel proud of myself. It was like I wasn’t even me. I was totally nervous, but I put on my brave face and took pictures with everyone and smiled and even said our poem – I didn’t scream the words like some of my other friends, but I was saying it loud and proud. I could say a lot, but these pics say so much and the video isn’t too bad either except for the brief period where daddy let the camera focus on the table. BTW I think mommy and daddy are happy/sad about me graduating and growing up.

Oh, before I forget, thank you to Mrs. Dutler – she was so sweet and kind to me and made my parents feel confident she would teach me well and wouldn’t put any unnecessary anxiety on me in school. Thank you Ms. Layla because she was just so sweet to me at all times. She always use to say I was her favorite and that always gets you places with me and my family. And a last shout out to all my hommies in Private K – Greyson (see you this summer at the pool), Brock, Joshua V, Joshua S, and Jaxon. You were my main posse for the past 3 years. Wish there could be more, but time to move on – like a rolling stone, baby.