Sunday Poetry: On the First Day of School

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My granddaughter started kindergarten this week, with all the terrors and joys that entails.  This poem, Years From now When You Are Weary, by Julia Kasdorf is in her honor.  Do you remember your first day of school?  Do you want to?

Remember, we read poetry together here for the pure pleasure of the experience. There are no quizzes, no right ways to read or contemplate the poem we share. Absolutely no dissecting allowed. Just come along for the “read.” What line, word or thought will you carry with you this week? If you’d like to tell us where the poem took you? We’ll listen.

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  1. Marjorie Roberts on September 2, 2012 at 12:09 pm

    My granddaughter started Kindergarten this week, too. She has short hours there, from 7:45am – 10:30am. My daughter and son-in-law took pictures and videos at the bus stop and sent them to us. Rachel had her pink peace sign backpack (that lights up) on her back and wore a purple skirt and a panda bear t-shirt. All of the little ones held hands while waiting for the bus. She was told to sit right behind the bus driver along with two other little ones. Their feet pretty much stuck straight out due to their size. Rachel’s little sister, now 2, wanted to go to school and cried as her big sister got on the bus and left her. Rachel called me at work when she got home. She was really excited and had a fantastic time at school. She told me that she didn’t know that the teacher would take good care of her. I guess a lot of children on their first day of school think they are on their own when let off of the bus. Sweet moments!

  2. Emilie Richards on September 2, 2012 at 5:04 pm

    Wonderful story, Marjorie. My granddaughter’s first week has been tough, including chicken pox. And yes she and her baby sister who both have it were vaccinated. Not an auspicious beginning with the loss of a beloved grandma, too. But she’s thought and she’s hanging in there.

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