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Monday Memory – Griffin, GA and Kindergarten (posted on Tuesday)

Tuesday, March 28th, 2006

I am shamelessly stealing an idea from Joan’s blog, Daddy’s Roses, and writing a “Monday Memory.” I really enjoy reading her posts each week, and I believe it’s a good idea to write out one’s memories. It helps to keep things clear (and Lord knows I need help keeping things clear). Plus, it’s just fun to write about one’s memories.

This is the second time I’ve written this particular post. The first time the post was lost through some foul-up with WordPress. I THOUGHT I had lost this one, but found it tucked away under saved but not published posts. I will save it again this time before trying to publish it, and hopefully it won’t be lost again.

My Monday Memory:

When I was five years old my family moved to Griffin, Georgia. My father had just finished college in Kentucky and was registered at Emory University’s Candler School of Theology to work on his Masters of Divinity degree in order to be ordained an elder in the United Methodist Church. While in Griffin he pastored a 3-point circuit of Midway, Sunnyside and Vaughn Methodist churches.

One of my favorite memories of our time in Griffin was going to kindergarten. The kindergarten I attended was held in one of the larger churches in Griffin – not one of my father’s smaller churches. I loved the play kitchen that the kindergarten had. I remember cooking up many a pretend meal there, and then sitting down with my friends for tea parties and dinners. Maybe that was the beginning of my love for cooking. I remember spending hours in that kitchen, though, and being in awe of all the kitchen equipment in there.

The other activity I loved was playing on the playground. They had swings, slides, see-saws and monkey bars. My most memorable event in kindergarten happened one day on the playground when I slid down the slide and then headed toward the church building. Apparently I wasn’t watching where I was going and I walked right in front of a child on a swing. The swing caught me under the chin. I woke up 10-15 minutes later (at least) lying on a sofa or cot in the school office with my mother leaning over me. I was unconscious long enough for them to take me inside, call my mother and for my mother to travel from home to the church. I don’t recall going to the doctor because of the accident. In retrospect and from my own experience as an elementary teacher, I can just imagine the horror the teachers must have felt. At the time, though, I didn’t think it was a big deal.

The other big event in kindergarten was the play we performed of “Goldilocks and the Three Bears.” Did I play Goldilocks? No. Was I one of the three bears? No. My starring role was one of the flowers along the path that Goldilocks wandered on her way to the three bears’ cottage. I don’t recall if I had a speaking part or not – “Please pick me, Goldilocks!” or “Don’t go into the bears’ house!”, perhaps? I remember that my flower costume was made out of crepe paper, and there were lots of “flower children” in the play! That was the role given to all the “extra” children – since the story only had room for four main characters.

I attended Kindergarten through third grade while we lived in Griffin. My father finished seminary, my last two siblings (Beth and David) were born, and my two older sisters (Janice and Joan) went off to college. There are other great and not-so-great memories of Griffin, and I’ll save them for future Monday Memories.

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