Lamentations about Kindergarten...

I remember in my Kindergarten class, our teachers would treat you like King or Queen on your birthday. I remember Mrs. Bush was my favourite teacher (even though I only had one to that point in my life) and she would let you sit in a "Big-Kid"desk while the other kids would have to sit on the floor. They would also allow you to pick your best friend to sit with you, and the 2 of you would get VIP treatment all day. It was every kid's dream...

My birthday is in March, so it was towards the end of the year. There was a very pretty girl in our class, and all the boys always chose her to be their BFF on their birthdays, and not their male buddies. It amazes me that even as a 5 year old, that we as boys have that trigger where we choose a girl over our male buddies.    -We don’t even know what sex is, but the chemicals in our brain makes us react in this manner.

We also had a set of identical male twins in our class and I was amazed that they were two of the same person. My little brain could not process the fact that they were 2 totally different people with different names and behaviour, because they looked so much like each other. I had befriended both of them, but one in particular. His name was Chris and he was the one I spent most of my time with. When the twins had their birthday, Chris picked me instead of the really pretty girl. This was unprecedented to this point, because every boy has always picked her. His twin brother then picked the pretty girl, and we played all day together. Later,I told Chris that I would pick him when my birthday came, just as he had picked me on his.


When my birthday came, my parents woke me up and I started getting spoiled even before I went to school. When I got to school, the teachers asked me who I wanted to pick to be my BFF for that day. To this day, I cannot forget the look of disappointment on his face when I stupidly picked the really pretty girl. I wish I could find him and tell him that this was the thing I remember regretting the most in my young life at the time, and it has remained with me even until this day…

Sometimes, stupidity has regret that lasts a lifetime. Even if I were to find Chris, I doubt he would even remember me, let alone that I picked this pretty girl over him one day in March of 1978. But I still cannot forget the look of absolute disappointment on his face in my head to this very day...