Thursday, June 17, 2010

MPT2--The Early Years

This is the 2nd in a series of 15 posts recounting my childhood. To see part 1, go here. Today's topic is the preschool to kindergarten years. I have very few memories from before first grade. I went to "nursery school" (that's what they called it in those days) when I was 3 and 4 years old. I've seen pictures of me on the playground there and my mom recorded in our photo albums who my best friends were at the time. But I don't have any actual memories of nursery school.

The one memory I have from when I was 4 years old, and it's my official first memory, is of our move from our old house to our new house. Our new street was a cul-de-sac with a bend in the road. My memory is of us driving down the street in our station wagon--we rounded the bend and I could see our new house for the first time.

I vaguely remember Kindergarten. I remember my teacher, Mrs. Rosenberg. She was petite with short dark hair. I remember she was kind. My most specific memory of kindergarten is when we were learning the letter S. I can picture the paper with a big "S" in the corner and I think we were filling the page with pictures and cut-outs of things that start with that letter. I'm sure we made a book of the whole alphabet like that, but oddly it's the S page I remember specifically, perhaps because my name starts with S.

Playtime: I thought it'd be fun to add some tidbits about the various toys that I remember most from my childhood. I know that at this age, my most treasured toy was my Stacy doll. How do I know that? Because "Stacy" was one of my very first words! I wanted to take a picture of my beloved doll (she is still in my posession), but I couldn't find her. I thought she was in my closet, but she must be in the garage. To see more about my clutter problem, read my "organizing" posts. She had a hard head and soft body. I could comb her hair and I had two outfits for her, one was a dress and one was denim overalls. I would go on to have other, bigger dolls (including a Cabbage Patch Kid), but none was as loved as Stacy. I have to go dig her out and let T play with her!
Join me next week as we discuss first grade. Meanwhile, check out Mommy's Piggy Tales for more childhood reminiscing! Thanks for reading!


Melissa said...

Nursery School- yep, I remember when they called it that too!! Thanks for sharing!!

Denise said...

I went to Nursery school too, but I don't remember much about it. I hope you find your special doll, I would LOVE to see a picture of her.

Sela said...

I love cul-de-sacs, I grew up on one too :)
I wasn't much of a doll girl growing up, so I have to remember that my daughter is. My husband bought her doll some clothes for Christmas, and oh how she loves them!

Penny said...

It's funny how we have those window of memory like the letter S. It's so neat that you still have Stacy. I love how even as young girls we have an inborn desire to mother.

Lindsay said...

One of my very fist memories is moving into our new house sometime before kindergarten too!

craftedbymama said...

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Organizing Mommy said...

Now, I wonder who the Stacy doll was? a Barbie? or like Kathy Quick Curl, who was my first dolly. Sweet recounting of the memories.