The time of school ending and graduation. There was "graduation from kindergarten" which is something I never expereinced. The end of kindergarten for me occurred with little fan fare. Except for the trip to the ER for stitches. I was running down the block toward my mother who happened to be standing in front of a brick pedestal. Miscalculating my approach and my rate of deceleration, I managed to fun head first into the corner of the brick wall. At the same time the ice-cream man was coming down the block. As my head profusely bled the Good Humor man rang his bells. Because none of the ladies on the block drove I was transported to the hospital by the ice cream man.
The move from sixth grade to junior high school was also non descript. Well except for Mrs.Tailfairs final burst of anger. Our desks were equipped with brass ink wells. One of my classmates did something she perceived as outrageous. She flung the inkwell at the perpetrator, but since i was at the desk in front of him I got tagged.
i never graduated from junior I merely transferred form being a eighth grader to being a freshman at high school.
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