My childhood: Part 2

This is a continuation from my previous post about my childhood. I moved around a lot and ended up having to attend many different schools. At first it was a bit hard to make new friends but after a while I learned to cope with it. Making new friends and taking to new people wasn’t a problem for me anymore.

Sanford Avenue School

Sanford Avenue School was located about seven blocks from the house that I lived in at the time and it wasn’t the first school that my parents wanted to enroll me into. Located about three blocks from my old house was St Brigid Catholic Elementary School. My dad wanted to enroll me there but we were declined because we weren’t Catholic. At the time, I didn’t see what the big deal was whether or not we were Catholic. All I wanted to do was go to school and I didn’t have any preference as to which one I attended. My preference changed when the winter months came. My dad had to work so he couldn’t always drive us to school. Even when it rained we had to walk to school. There was one day when my brother and I had to walk to school in a rain storm. My mom gave us what she thought was a raincoat. By the time we arrived at school, we were soaked from head to toe. The coat that she gave us wasn’t a raincoat but a windbreaker. Those things will keep you warm on a windy day but it does absolutely nothing to keep you dry.

Sanford Avenue School

When we get to school, we didn’t use the main entrance. I’m not sure why we did but we used this side enough instead. I think it had something to do with the fact that our home room class was located right by the stairs that this door lead to.

This area is the area when I got into my first fight and it during my first week at the school too. There was a kid in my class who had a brother and they were wrestling each other by the stairs. The kid was about my size and his brother was a bit smaller. I saw that the kid in my class was losing to his brother so I had a comment that I could probably take on his little brother. I was a bit bigger than him so I assumed that I was strong. We wrestled for a bit and he somehow knocked me down and got on top of me. He pulled on my arm and locked it which hurt a bit so I started to cry. A teacher came out and saw that we were fight and I was crying so we were sent to the Principal’s office. The Principle assumed that I was being picked on since I was the new kid and made the other kid apologize to me. After that day, I stopped “judging a book by its cover” because even though this kid was little, he was also older than me.

Sanford Avenue School

On the opposite side of the school was another entrance. Kids who arrived to school from that side would use this entrance. I always arrived at school from the north end so I barely used this entrance. The only time I used this entrance was to get back into the school after recess.

Sanford Avenue School

Of all the times that I’ve spent at this school, I can recall most my activities during recess the clearest. My first few days at the school were very lonely days since I didn’t know anyone. I remember sitting down under a tree and crying because I had no one to play with. All of the other kids were running around playing tag and having fun except me. I felt so sad that I began to cry.

Sanford Avenue School

A girl saw me crying so she came up and asked me why I was crying. I told her that I didn’t have any friends. She immediately smiled and said that I can play with her. I stopped crying and began chasing her around. I don’t know why I was chasing her though. Kids seem to like to chase thing in hopes of catching it. Once I caught the girl, I grabbed her and gave her a big bear hug. I even managed to lift her off the ground. She liked the feeling of being in the air so much that she asked me to do it again. After I did it a few times, she called over her friend and I lifted her into the air. From that point on, I didn’t have many problems making new friends.

Sanford Avenue School

I didn’t stay long at Sanford Avenue School. The following year, I had to transfer to Robert Land Elementary School because my house was located in its district. I still remember the friends that I made at Sanford. There are some of them that I still talk to every now and then. I caught up with a few when I entered high school. My days at Sanford help shape me into the person that I am now.