first day memories

[twirl]

  any first day memories as a student or teacher or parent

I have some but this *&** computer is tpying slower than me
I think she is having PMS

she is going crazzzzzzzy
I bet RichardMel has a cute  story about a crush on a teacher               crap this computer

[Chris]

Have you cleaned up the disk drive and optimized it using the START button, All Programs, Accessories, System Tools tab in Windows XP? If Vista, know clue! I would also clean the temporaies internet files, cookies, and browser history (Available thru Control Panel or directly from Internet Explorer Tools tab, Options)

My first day of college, ended up everybody suming up everyone else and then 99.9% of the the group went out for lunch and drinks. The lone person who did not come ended up not fitting in the group because he thought he knew it all, but when it came to pratical application, he didn't know how to do it.Plus we didn't care for him always blatently kissing the instructors 

[Deanne]

I have a very poor long-term memory. I've been trying to think of a first-day story, but I can't think of a thing! I don't remember first days of school, or even first days on the job, except for one...... I started working where I do now as a contractor (temporary person). The first day my contract company rep either led or drove me to the workplace (don't remember which). I'd just moved here from Atlanta and didn't know my way around. The next day, I was on my own to get to work. I wasn't paying enough attention the day before and I couldn't remember which exit to take off the freeway. I only missed by one exit though, so I managed to find the place. I don't remember what it was like when I finally got to work. I assume everything went fine because I'm still here 12 years later!

Does anyone else have an exceptionally poor memory? Is this a kidney thing or is it just a "me" thing? It's almost pointless to even take a vacation because I probably won't remember much of it later!

[Chris]

My memory is not always there either, not surre when it started. I always had trouble with names though and maybe it happened to cause more memory problems later in life.

[RichardMEL]

Twirl have you scanned for viruses and/or spyware? If you don't have a antivirus then get one (AVG is free) and spybot is good for spyware (www.spybot.info)... and deleting temporary files and the like can also help.

Now do I have a funny story? Not sure... oh hold on yes I do... hahaha

I was in the first year of high school, so I guess I was 13 or so. I remember having a crush on this girl named Cassandra. Well near the end of the year she had a pool party at her place for our class. Now, don't ask me why because for the life of me I can't remember but I had no swimsuit with me so I just wore some shorts.. that was fine and all but somehow when I got dressed at the end of the party I left my shorts there at her place!!!! The poor girl (who did not share my affections) the next day had to give me my shorts back and she tried to do it so nobody would see.. looking back I felt for her because she was so motified that someone might find out and somehow jump to the wrong sort of conclusion!! LOL....

There was also our French teacher... who was tall and Blonde.... and I used to get A's in her class... somehow sitting down the front was not a chore for me at 15.....

 

[twirl]

   Richard your are 

I was in a college art class for elementary teacher majors - our professor walks in and says,"Everyone get your pricks out, we are going to color."
I was so embarrashed that afternoon I dropped the class. (I found out the professor was the real prick.) Now, it would not bother me.

I was in a language arts class for elementary teachers and my professor started talking about teaching "cursive' writing -
I was thinking we are going to teach students to write cuss words ?

I think I wrote this on another post. The first day it was about 1am. Randy came us and asked me when we were going to take the students to the bathrooms- I said we do not do that in junior high - you go between classes- that 7th grader had waited all day----- I gave him a hall pass.

[MIbarra]

It was my first day of Kindergarten and I was and still am very objectionable to any sort of change in my life. I did not appreciate the fact that I had to leave my parents that day and thought I really could do without school. My teacher was an older lady with lots of wrinkles. She was not a patient person.

I had been bored all day (well all morning, Kinder was only a half day back then) when she finally said it was time to go home. I packed up my little snack kit, got out of my seat, pushed it in politely and walked right past the teacher (who was still talking to the class) walked through the door and started walking through the courtyard where I expected to see my mother waiting for me. The teacher came running after me and yelling "It's not quite time to go yet. We are just packing up right now. Come back in here and I'll tell you when to go." I was so huffy mad that I had to return to my seat when the lady had already said it was time to go. Oops! I guess I took her a little too literally. I slammed my snack kit down and sulked until we were told to line up and go.

Needless to say that teacher and I did not have a good relationship.

[twirl]

first day memories of IKE

HOLY SH=T!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[Sunny]

I have poor long-term memory too and it drives me nuts. It started after contracting kidney disease so I figure it's related.
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My first memory of my first day of kindergarten is that I hid in the play house and didn't want to come out. I was very shy and having grown up in a family with 9 siblings, I didn't really know how to get along with people outside my family. I also remember sneaking tastes of that horrible white glue made out of horse hooves ( or so the urban legend goes).
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As for my first day of being a teacher of 4th graders, I was equally as terrified but that time I didn't get to hide in a play house.I think experiences like this helped me to understand my shy students.

[twirl]

first day memories of Scott Allen -- one week old today
9 lbs and 1 ounce
22 inches long
and loves to eat and he already looks like a football player
he has a head of black hair
and is such a good baby
just do not change him or give him a bath and he is fine with eating and sleeping
he likes to open his eyes and look around for a few seconds

[okarol]

first day memories of Scott Allen -- one week old today
9 lbs and 1 ounce
22 inches long
and loves to eat and he already looks like a football player
he has a head of black hair
and is such a good baby
just do not change him or give him a bath and he is fine with eating and sleeping
he likes to open his eyes and look around for a few seconds

I would love to see a photo! 

[pelagia]

yep, we need a photo!

[twirl]

I wish I knew how to add a photo from a phone photo
he looks like any other black haired baby boy but he is a lot more handsome

[flip]

Have the Kentucky coaches contacted him yet?

[twirl]

not yet but we are waiting

[flip]

OMG...I'll be pushing 80 when he gets here 

[pelagia]

First time I ever made a professional presentation - it was not so "professional."  I was so nervous that I couldn't get the overhead transparencies onto the projector the correct way.  My graphics were upside down, backwards, sideways, you name it 

Finally someone came up from the audience to help me.  How embarrassing. 

[twirl]

OMG...I'll be pushing 80 when he gets here 

that's okay------ U can be under the grandfather clause

[TynyWonder]

My first memory of me getting a "paddling"............yeah, what are those, right?       Anyway, I was in 1st grade & I went to this Christian school from 1st to 8th grade, not that is relevant to the story, I just threw that in...........Anywho, I don't know how this started but everyday after our Bible class, I would get up & and hide behind the door to the classroom and when our "homeroom" teacher would come in, I would jump out & say, "BOO"!  real loud and it would scare that teacher everytime & she would tell me everyday, "you do that one more time, you are getting a paddling" & of course, she would not do it.   The kids talked me into doing it everyday, so, of course, I would.  Well, teacher/parent meeting rolled around & the teacher told my Mama what I was doing but that she was afraid to paddle me because I was so little, that she was scared she would hurt me.     Well, what did dear Mama do???      She told that teacher, "you won't hurt her, just paddle those little legs and she will stop that" and would you know, the very next day, I got a paddling?      The worst part for me tho was not the paddling but the fact that another teacher had to watch I guess for legal reasons!      To me, that was sooooo embarrassing!    So, that's my story!      

[Jill D.]

On my first day of high school, I wore a really cute white jumpsuit with spaghetti straps and a matching jacket. I also wore some gladiator type sandals with laces that crisscrossed up my calves and tied.
While walking to school, one of my sandals "broke" (the part that held the laces broke). During the day, one of my spaghetti straps broke on my jumpsuit and before the day was over I started my period (note that I was wearing a WHITE jumpsuit!)

[twirl]

that was no High School Musical

[TynyWonder]

that was no High School Musical

High school musical?    Did I miss something?  Sorry, but for me to miss something, anyways, is easy for me to do!   

[twirl]

ever watch High School Confidential  on MTV
it is about real high school problems
they state - this is real; we have never spontaneously broken into song and dance
followed girls from grade 9 thru grade 12

[TynyWonder]

never watched that show but thanks for the clarification....................

[twirl]

first day without Zuko

where is that pesty cat
always coming around for a tummy rub
keeps all the squirrels out of our yard
always bringing a treat to the family --- bird, rat, snake
drinking out of the pool, even after the time he fell in
always following my husband and meowing, which would annoy him
he was Zuko's favorite and now my husband misses him
right before I took him to the vet, he was asleep in my husband's closet - sleeping on his shoes
I can see his spirit on the brick gate's ledge
his private place