Monday, November 21, 2016

Haibun



                                                       KINDERGARTEN–THE FIRST DAY


Outside the classroom door, I hesitate, unsure, anxious.  Softly crying, “I want to go home.”

Inside, a young teacher.  Slender, soft voice, pretty hair, pretty dress.  Still… “ I want to go home.”

“All mothers must leave.  It will be fine.” 

No.  Not fine.   “ WANT…TO…GO…HOME!"

"Stop that or you'll get a spanking."

 I don’t like her.  She’s shaking me and she’s not pretty.   My new shoes slip across the floor as she pulls me to a place on the rug.

“Noooooooo…..”

The other children, all looking.  Beginning to sniffle, whimper, cry.  Getting louder.  I’m louder still.

  “HOME…WANT TO GO HOME!”

"Come here!"

 A different voice.  Deeper.  Older.  A giant in a dark dress.  Stiff gray hair pulled back and steel gray eyes behind steel-rimmed glasses.  She’s pulling me to the front of the room, to a chair where she sits.  Lifting me up and over her knees.  A brown leather strap in her hand, like Grandpa uses to sharpen his razor.   One Whack! Across my bottom.

"Are you going to stop that noise?” she asks, “Or do you want another spanking?"

Silence from the other children. The giant and I look at each other. I don’t like her, either, but I say nothing.  Sniff back the mucus and rub tears from my face. And still say nothing.  All morning, I say nothing.

Just before school is over, a summons to the principal's office.  The giant again, sitting at a large desk. "For being a good girl the rest of the morning,” she says.

                                                   
                                             bouquet of flowers –
                                             small hands hold tightly
                                             the wet stems

Presence, 2008



2 comments:

janetld said...

So you were a troublemaker once?! I guess once upon a time teachers could spank students. Ouch. I remember my first-grade teacher threatened students with a paddle, but she never used it in our class (I don't think).

Excellent story.

Adelaide said...

I was a goody-goody after that first day.

Adelaide