I was in Kindergarten so I must have been 4 or 5.I kicked my teacher in the shins because she didnt like my idea.
We sat in a circle on a carpeted floor that gave me so many rug burns that Id come home from school each day and my mother would ask me if I had gotten in a fight. (No.) Today, our teacherI cant remember her name for the life of me, but I know she was old and of only token value to this worldasked us to brainstorm creatively the different things we could do with an apple.
You can play catch with them! one kid would say excitedly.
What about candied apples! another would say.
You can eat them! The kid certainly didnt grow up to be an artist.
Candied apples!
You can eat them too!
You could carve them like pumpkins! I shouted.
No you cant, my teacher said. Theyre too small.
I refused to speak to her for a week. When my parents intervened, they accused her of stifling kids creativity. I slept well afterwards, knowing full well they were on my side. It's too bad though, that I know this is an extremely distorted memory, and that I see it from the eyes of a 17-year-old, not a 4-year-old. Interestingly enough though, it doesn't feel as formulated as I would've imagined: there is no out of body experience, and it plays not so much as a series of photographic snapshots, but rather, second-long movie files that I can almost sift through like a database.
Well, I guess it doesn't mean it's not skewed. I'm also not quite the same person, and I don't think I can make an accurate assessment of my "selfness" until well, yesterday or today, because I don't feel the same as I did last week, or the week before that. There's not really a finite line when the previous me ends and the present me begins. That said, I'm pretty much the same temperamental jerk I was back then, albeit having tamed a little after 10th grade in high school.
Penname: genau
-- Edited by 102intro on Wednesday 21st of October 2009 01:48:44 AM
You were right, by the way, you can indeed carve apples! (Teachers!)
That's cool that you remember the scene, instead of as snapshots, and it makes sense that you remember it as a kindergartener even though you are seeing it through the eyes of a 17-year-old.
I think that you remember this because it was your first time that you probably felt like someone was keeping you down. I think that because your parents stood up for you it probably made you feel very good and made you love them a lot. That probably made it very memorable
I agree, this probably sticks out in your head because it was probably one of the first times you challenged an authority figure. I also think its good that you don't think you are the same person as you were when you were four, most people usually change and mature over 13 years. Also, good description of your memory.
