The eight o’clock hour brought in fourteen children with eyes wide open and smiles from ear to ear, all anticipating an exciting day filled with firsts. Some tears were spotted rolling down the cheeks of… mothers who just weren’t ready for the first goodbye of many.
The morning was spent familiarizing the children with the environment around them. Sandy, our class monkey, was able to ease any butterflies still fluttering around in their bellies. His love for bananas had the children laughing out loud as he searched their lunch boxes in hopes to find just one. No luck! Music and French class were their specials for the day. They danced, learned to sing on pitch, were given a French name, and were taught how to say “hello” and “goodbye.” Fun was had by all.
Nothing makes a kindergartner happier than the sight of a new playground, untouched by their little feet and small hands. Imaginations ran wild as the girls set up a beauty salon under the slide, painting nails and the boys darted here and there trying so hard to avoid Spiderman’s sticky web. Oh, to be five again!
As the afternoon settled in, Corduroy was read to the children. Right before Corduroy found his missing button, I stopped reading and we searched the school for his button. With a magnifying glass held in one hand, the children explored the campus. It was nowhere to be found. We did find all sorts of buttons and compared and contrasted them, but couldn’t seem to find the matching one. It occurred to us it would probably be in a place where Corduroy felt safe and loved by all. “If that’s the case Mrs. Z, we should check the classroom.” And there it was…