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One day of my life #My500Words Day5

Trying to describe a moment of my life is quite difficult for me right now. I have so many days in my memory but so little ideas of what to write about.

I'm thinking of a day that happened about 16 years ago. I was a three-year-old girl like any other who was living her first day of school, for the second time. Yes, although I was 3, I had never gone to kindergarden, but had gone to school one year before I was supposed to. Don't believe I was very intelligent, even though I hope so, that wasn't the reason why I was there.

When I was 2, my parents started looking for a kindergarden for me to go to, but there wasn't any which had the schedules they needed. All of them closed before they could pick me, so they went to the scool I was supposed to go one year later. They talked to the teacher in charge and the only condition was I couldn't need to wear baby napkins so, since by that time I didn't, I kind of passed the test, and started school.

I don't remember much about that year, I just believe I used to be very talkative, because I think I was punished some time, standing, looking at the wall because of that. And then... then there's what my mum told me. It is quite a funny story. One day of the year, at any time of the day while I was at school, I was talking (as usual), and my teacher told me to shut up. And then me, a 2 to 3-year-old girl answered:
- I'm sorry, but I can't stop talking because then I can't breathe.
To what the teacher obviously started to laugh, and then told my parents, who also laughed. They still laugh when they tell me and remember.

So, let's go back to the begining. I was there, for the second time, standing in a class that wasn't new. They wanted me to start over again so I would be in class with kids of my age instead of those who were one year older. But those older children were my friends. And the ones in my class weren't. I was terrified. Because I was standing there, in a circle, with my parents, my teacher, who hadn't changed, and a group of children I didn't know. I was affraid, sad and upset. I wanted my friends, a new teacher and also wanted to learn new things.

I was sad then, but I'm happy now. Probably my life would have been very different from what it has been. And I'm really happy with it. My friends, my family, university... I'd almost say everything is better than I could have ever expected. And if it is this way, it is because of circumstances, choices, opportunities, everything in my life has lead me to this point. Present, here, now.

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  1. So you started kindergarden when you were two? So did I, but it was quite normal in my case, i was with kids of my age and i did not have to repeat the same course again.
    Anyway, if the reason was your parents's schedule, why did they choose the kindergarden instead of a day care?

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  2. You really wowed me with that question hahaha I'd never thought about that before. It was because I was living in a small village without day care and the school and my parents' work where at the same town, and also the fact that a day care is much more expensive. Thanks for asking! Did you like it?

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