School was new to him. His school didn’t have a kindergarten so he was having his first school experience in first grade. So far he was enjoying it, especially the recesses where he had the opportunity to play with lots of new friends.
That was many years ago but he does still have a couple of vivid memories from that time.
Like his first experience with store-bought milk. He lived on a farm where they had dairy cows, so fresh milk was what they drank. He remembers that the first time he drank the homogenized milk at school, it was so different from what he was used to that he threw up. But he soon got used to it, and found out that he really enjoyed the lunches at school. Thus began a long tradition of him making friends with the ladies who did the cooking in the cafeteria. They liked him because he was a good little eater (and I assume just a likable little boy) and he liked them, well, because they made him lunch every day!
His other memory is one in the classroom. They were having a play time in their classroom when the teacher stepped out the door a minute.
He and some others decided to play hide-and-seek. The kid who was “it” had already started counting so he quickly looked around for somewhere to hide. There was a cubby hole that he could climb into … perfect. He crawled as far back as he could into the cubby hole and sat perfectly still in hopes “it” wouldn’t find him.
But suddenly everything changed when the teacher walked back into the room! She told everyone to return to their seats and she walked to her desk and sat down.
OH-OH! He was trapped in the cubby hole of the teacher’s desk! And then she kicked off her shoes! Well, he was just a little kid and even though it had surprised him to get trapped under there, he wasn’t so worried that he could resist what came naturally to a fun-loving little boy — he gently tickled the bottom of one of her stockinged feet.
Well, that got a response!! The teacher shrieked and jumped up! Then she looked under her desk, fully expecting to see a mouse but just saw a sheepish little boy, who wasn’t sure what to do next.
As soon as the teacher realized what had happened, she laughed out loud so, of course, the whole class laughed too. And the little “tickler” was just relieved he wasn’t in trouble.
In case you haven’t guessed, the little boy was Hubby, and I’ve repeated this tickling story many times because I think it is so cute. But what made me think about it recently was when a story was on the national news about a first grader who was suspended from school because he told his teacher she was cute! That makes me sad and to long for the days when little boys weren’t punished for doing innocent things that come naturally to little boys.