September 25, 2011

Memory Lane Monday - My First Day of School...

Welcome to another Memory Lane Monday. Although school has already been in session for nearly a month, I didn't think you'd mind if I wrote a "First Day of School" post. (I found my old photo in my desktop computer once I got back home.)

Many of you know that I was born in Great Britain to a British mother and American (Air Force) father. When I was about two, we moved to Wisconsin (my father was from Stevens Point - the home of the beer!), so we were there for a few years so that he could finish college to become a teacher.

His first teaching job was in Elkhorn, Wisconsin - and he and I started our first day of school together at the same school. Mum told me the "rules" about becoming a kindergartner ('mind your teacher', 'pay attention in class', 'have fun' and 'be a good girl for Mummy'), but I was only given one rule by my father ('Remember, now, don't call me "Daddy" when we're in school. You should call me "Mr. Newby" like the rest of the students.') Yup. My maiden name was "Newby", pronounced just like the popular term for someone new to something these days - a "newbie". Turns my head every time I hear it used. 

So, then. Mum kissed me goodbye and off to school I went. (Mum told me that she cried and cried when I told her that she didn't need to walk me to the door. "It's ok, Mummy. I'm a big girl. I can do it myself. I guess I've been this way all my life!) I was a good girl, paid attention to my teacher, made a few friends, never called my father "Daddy" in school, and sailed through kindergarten with flying colors.

Between my kindergarten year and my first day of first grade, my father took a job in Fond du Lac, Wisconsin and my parents purchased their first home. We moved from Elkhorn to a rental until we moved into our new home, but we were all settled in time for first grade. 

All through kindergarten, Mum had been trying to help me get rid of a serious lisp, but despite her best efforts, I carried it with me right into first grade. For years, she's repeated the story of me coming home from my first day of first grade only to run up to her and say, "Mummy. I'm in firsssst grade now, and I don't lisssp anymore." She said she wanted to strangle me. (She had been trying to help me get rid of that lisp for more than a year, after all. lol)  Glad we got past that!
Do you have a story you'd like to share for Memory Lane Mondays? Just write your story on your blog and link back here. You'll have until a week from now (October 2nd - Gosh! It's nearly October already?) to add your memory.
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Jeannie B. said...

Very cute picture. You did make me think of my first day of school.. And I can't remember a thing my parents told me!

Marydon said...

Adorable pic, Donna. And your lisp story is precious. The only thing I remember about the first day of school is FEAR! Yup! Fear I'd do something wrong & my dad & Mother would get upset & I'd get a spanking ... truly. Thank goodness my fear kept me straight, all ended well.

Have a beautiful week, my friend.

TTFN ~
Hugs,
Marydon

Createology said...

You are so adorable(to this day) for your first day of school. Your parents must have been very loving and caring to spend time with you helping you each step of the way. I can't remember anything from Kindergarten except I loved the graham crackers we had for snack each day. Precious memories you have...

Tracy Suzanne said...

Your such a cutie. Love the story about the independent little girl you were. I was everything opposite of that. Mama had to pull me kicking and screaming out of the car only to have the teacher call home all year long telling mama that she must come get me, that I would stop crying or get out of her lap. I hang my head in shame now. ha-ha.

OOOXXX's...Tracy :)

Grandma Yellow Hair said...

I knew I would love your story today and you did not disappoint me.
How funny you had to call your dad Mr. Newby..I would of slipped for sure on that one.
Hope you enjoy my Memory Lane Monday as much as I enjoyed yours
Love ya
Maggie

Twyla and Lindsey said...

What a great picture of you! Love the lisp story and that you remember your first day of school. I do remember kids in my class stuttering and me mimicking them because I wanted to be like everyone else. My mom told me to stop it, so I did:) Twyla

Patty said...

Great story Donna brought back some memories for me about my first day of school. Hop over to my blog I want to share something with you.
Patty
http://shooflyquilting.blogspot.com

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