1,000 Words: Kindergarten Kid
I loved school and I remember kindergarten like it was yesterday. I had attended pre-school prior to starting elementary at Alisal School in Pleasanton, CA. My mom worked as a real estate agent in Fremont and I went to pre-school near her office. (This was way before it was common.) By the time I started Kindergarten, I was a pro. We only lived one block away from the school and I used to walk over every day. I remember being quite envious of the kids that got to ride the bus. Looking back on it as adult (and parent) it was the best possible location. The walk became so routine for me I even did it in my sleep. As a child, it was a quite common for me to sleep-walk. One night I got dressed, walked all the way to school and sat outside the door of my classroom. Fortunately, my dad heard me get up so he followed me on my journey. When I sat down, he asked me what I was doing and I told him I was waiting for my teacher. He carried me home.
I remember Kindergarten well. I even remember this dress. Actually, we just found it again a couple of years ago. I'm happy to say that it has been revived and is now a favored piece in the wardrobe of some very dear great-nieces. Who knew this dress would become a vintage piece some 40 years later? I guess true fashion is timeless. (Which is more than I can say for the yarn hair ties.)