Maybe that I take the world seriously.
Tag: dailyprompt
First Grade
Daily writing prompt
Tell us about your first day at something — school, work, as a parent, etc.
It was before the days of compulsory kindergarten. Up to that point, the extent of my social interactions involved my siblings and cousins and Sunday School at a local Lutheran church. I think there are pictures, though I haven’t seen them for a while. Mom was there. I was likely dressed in a paisley shirt with plaid pants that came up to my navel, or maybe that was junior high.
With lunchbox and some form of ancestral Trapper Keeper from W.T. Grant in hand, we walked to the bottom of the driveway, crossed the street, and waited for the bus to round the bend. I can still remember it slowing down, coming to a stop. It was an old Dodge, probably from the late 50s, not nearly as big as the buses today. I don’t remember if it had all the blinking yellow and red lights that today’s models have. And it was definitely before the days of stop signs that popped out, and that long bar that protrudes from the front.
Anyway, the door opened and I looked up at Mr. Lemanski– gruff, cigar-chomping Mr. Lemanski. It was often difficult to tell if he enjoyed this daily routine, but he safely delivered us to school every day for the first few of those elementary years.
Amazing– what stays in your head.
Such Memorable Oratory…
Not speeches, really, but as a pastor, I delivered sermons most Sundays and offered eulogies for many people.
My only brush with the stage was in junior high, when I played Bob Cratchit in A Christmas Carol. As I recall, I was ready to deliver a performance for the ages, but somehow a couple pages of dialogue got skipped, and with them most of my lines. So, that was that.
Motion
Golf, yard work, running around with the grandkids, and a few machines at the Y– recumbent bike, elliptical, and various upper body and arm sets. OK… and stair push-ups– trying to work my way back to the real ones.
Steely-eyed Missile People
Reporters covering war zones; astronauts and airline pilots; community organizers who refuse to give up hope; teachers; parents who love their children.
Bee-beep
Hmm… probably The Roadrunner Show, with Wile E. Coyote.
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