I used to know that word . . .

At the beginning of every school year I test each student on several words they should have learned in kindergarten.

I called Abby over to the back table and asked her to read me the list of words. Here's how the conversation went:

Me: Abby, can you read me these words?

Abby: Um . . . I, a . . .

Me: Good! What about the next one?

Abby: Well, I used to know those words because I had some cards from kindergarten with those words on them.

Me: Really? So you probably know them, right?

Abby: Yeah. Except that I think my mom threw the cards away. So now I don't know them anymore!

Thanks Mom . . . nothing like throwing away those summer flashcards.

Let's Begin!

Since school is not in session in the summer, I will be writing stories that have happened in previous years. The label will let you know in what school year I have traveled to for that particular story. Although these stories are all true, the names have been changed to protect the innocent (and, in most cases, the not-so-innocent). The names, however will remain the same throughout posts. So, if one story is about Robert and another story several posts later is about Robert, that is the same person. Make sense? Let's give it a try.