Visiting a kindergarten - Essay Example

 Visiting a kindergarten I love kindergarten except when I get in trouble. Sister Mary Joseph can get very huhu if you visit too much and I like to visit a lot. Sometimes I get a smack on my hand with a ruler for visiting. My mom says it’s because I’m lonely, cuz I don’t have any brothers or sisters; she says that I have to try not to visit so much. But I don’t feel lonely and I don’t know how Sister Mary Joseph would know that anyway. I just know that I love kindergarten because I really love my friends - especially Sarah. I met Sarah after a few days of school and when I first saw her I thought that she was very, very white. Like a real Snow White but with yellow hair not black. Most of the people that I know are different shades of brown but Sarah was from the mainland where all the really white people come from. Sarah had the whitest skin I ever saw and polka dots on her nose and cheeks. She couldn’t play rough on the playground because her white skin was very soft. I know because one time, when she accidentally fell down, she got these really big purple spots on her legs that she said were bruises, but they weren’t like any bruises I ever saw before they were so dark, and she said it happened all the time. When I looked at her and how the sun glowed through her yellow hair, though, it didn’t make any sense to me that Snow White could have black hair because Sara made a much better Snow White. Yes, she definitely did. If I visited too much in class, Sister Mary Joseph would call me up to her desk and have me hold out my left hand. I knew what was about to happen so I would always look at Sarah. That way, I wouldn’t cry. All the other girls would look sad and down at their hands, thanking god the father that it wasn’t them, but not Sarah. Sarah always looked right at me, and then she would smile like Snow White – sweet, soft, and comforting. She always seemed to know just how I felt. When it was pau, I would go back to my seat and she would stroke the top of my hand until the pain in my palm went away. That’s how the magic started. One day, after I got smacked, Sarah and I were holding hands under our desk, and I noticed that Sarah could color and write with one hand and hold mine with the other. Instead of letting go, I tried coloring and writing too. Our eyes giggled because it was magic: Sarah could write with her left hand and no one else could. That was when I knew for sure that Sarah was a very magic person. Whenever I turned to tell her something, she would squeeze my hand like she knew what I was going to say and smile. Our secret visiting was so much fun that sometimes we didn’t need to hold hands. All we had to do was look at each other. I don’t get smacked anymore because Sarah and I have a ton of secrets and even invisible signs. A raised eyebrow means to turn in that direction. Biting your lip means keep working cuz Sister Mary Joseph is watching. A squeezed hand means quit looking out the window and pay attention. And if you stop moving, or what we call “play dead kine” then she’s totally right behind you. At recess we go over all of our signals and discuss any new ones that may have popped up. Sister Mary Joseph says she’s glad I finally understand that recess is the only proper time to visit. I look at Sarah and she smiles her Snow White smile. Yeah, I love kindergarten, except for Sister Mary Joseph, but most of all I love Sarah. She is my best friend, and my magically real Snow White. Whenever Sarah’s at school, I know I’m going to have a good day no matter what Sister Mary Joseph might do. But sometimes Sarah isn’t at school. She says she gets very tired and sometimes she needs to stay at home to sleep. Do you know anything about Snow White? If you do, you know that she has seven dwarves that she takes care of. I think that’s a lot of work and I think that’s what makes my Sarah tired – she’s really just checking to make sure her other friends are okay. And Sarah starts with S, just like Snow White. But Sarah doesn’t have an N, so her name isn’t Snow White, but I still think it’s her just in disguise. Sister Mary Joseph said we have initials that are the first letter in our first name and the first letter in our second name and Sarah’s initials are the same as Snow White, too, cuz she’s Sarah Washington. And if she has seven dwarves to take care of, she has a ton of washing to do so her last name makes sense. One day Sarah wasn’t at school and Sister Mary Joseph said she wasn’t ever going to come back. It was lonely sitting at our table and not having Sarah to hold hands with under the desk. Sister Mary Joseph moved Alice to the space next to me and she didn’t know the secret language. Sister Mary Joseph smacked me three times for visiting when I was trying to tell her how. And Alice couldn’t draw with her left hand like Sarah could. At playtime, I really missed having Sarah to talk to, but I had fun racing on the swings with the other girls. I would have to find a new best friend. I figured our magical Snow White friend who was so sweet she never even got mad at Sister Mary Joseph had got mad at us at our school so that’s why she wasn’t coming back. She was so mad she was never even going to come back to say good-bye. I decided I was mad at Sister Mary Joseph because she was always smacking my hands and never letting me visit and so I wouldn’t go to school anymore either. But then momma got mad at me. She said I had to go to school no matter what – even if I was mad and even if I was tired and even if I had lots of washing to do, but she looked at me funny. She asked me what I meant if I had lots of washing, so I had to explain to her about Sarah having to stay home from school so she could do the washing and that she was never coming back. Momma’s eyes got kind of wet and she wasn’t mad at me anymore, at least, I don’t think she was cuz she gave me a big, tight hug and then took me to school. She seemed angry with Sister Mary Joseph, though, cuz she made Sister Mary Joseph go in the corner with her and she had her angry face on. After school, momma took me for some shave ice and asked me if I wanted to go play with Sarah for a while. I was really excited because I thought I would be able to meet Sneezy and Doc and Dopey who is my favorite, but when we got to Sarah’s house, it was just her momma at home. And she didn’t seem like the wicked step-mother at all, but she was pretty just like Sarah. She was nice to my momma and asked her if she wanted some tea and I tried to warn momma with my eyes to be careful, but momma just smiled and said yes, she’d like some tea. Then Sarah’s momma told me to go to the room at the end of the hall and that’s where Sarah was. The hall was long and dark and spooky, just like the scary forest in the Snow White book, but then I got to the door at the end of the hallway and peeked into a bright yellow and white room. In the middle was a big bed with a white ceiling on it and lace hanging down all around. And in the middle of the bed was Sarah with her sweet, sad Snow White smile and was too tired to get out of bed to come see me, but she was still very happy I was there. We played dolls on her bed for a little bit, I had to go and get all the dolls and the dollhouse from the closet and bring them to the bed and Sarah wouldn’t even get up from her pillows to play after a while. Then she just snuggled in her pillows and we visited for a little bit and then, before I knew it, she fell asleep. I tried very hard not to wake her up while I moved all the doll stuff off of Sarah’s bed. I know it isn’t very comfortable to sleep on top of a dollhouse. It is hard and pointy and would scare Sarah if it fell down on the floor. Then I tip-toed out to momma and Sarah’s momma so I wouldn’t wake her up and momma and me went home, but Sarah’s mom said I could come back again tomorrow if I wanted. Momma said I would have to be careful not to get in trouble visiting with my other friends at school so that I could go and visit with Sarah after school. I was happy to still have Sarah be my friend and I still had friends at school to play with too. Kindergarten wasn’t as much fun anymore without Sarah there, but Sister Mary Joseph stopped getting mad at me so much for visiting, so that was a good thing. When I did get in trouble, I just imagined Sarah’s smile and the smackings didn’t hurt so much. And every day after school, momma would take me to Sarah’s house. Sometimes we played, but then Sarah started getting too tired and we just watched movies and visited with each other. One day we didn’t go to Sarah’s house. Momma and me went to get some shave ice again, but we couldn’t take any back to Sarah this time because momma said Sarah wasn’t home anymore. She said Sarah went to the hospital, which is a big white building where all the doctors work. Sarah was sleeping all the time now, so I was glad at first because I thought the doctors were going to make Sarah better, but momma said that was wrong. The doctors couldn’t fix what was wrong with Sarah but they had things that would help her. Whatever those things were didn’t help her for very long, though, because on another day, momma said Sarah died. She said Sarah went to heaven with all the angels and that I would never be able to go play with her again, but that Sarah loved me and we would always be friends in our hearts. I thought about how we could be friends in our hearts and then I thought about all those dwarves living in the woods and how Snow White went to live in the castle. They still loved Snow White but they lived far away from her and she still loved them but she loved the prince more. So she must have found her prince and gone to live with him. Then we went to a funeral. Sarah was lying down in a fancy white box with flowers all around. The priest said how Sarah went to live in heaven, to sit at the right hand of the Father next to the prince of heaven. I knew it. I knew all along she was the magical Snow White from the storybook. She wasn’t really dead, she just went to live with her prince. People kept walking by the box that Sarah was sleeping in and leaning over to give Sarah a kiss. It was just like in the movie Snow White when all the dwarves and forest animals are looking at Snow White in her box and then the prince comes to give her a kiss to wake her up. Everybody was very sad and said that Sarah was never going to wake up again, but I knew better. After seeing Sarah in the box, I knew for sure that what must have happened was that Sarah must have got the poison apple from the wicked witch and that’s what made her sleepy all the time. She couldn’t get better all that time because she needed the handsome prince to come and take her away. Now that she was sleeping all the time, she just needed her true love prince to come and give her a kiss so that she could wake up. Maybe that’s why everyone was kissing her now, to see if they had the magic touch that would wake her up. I tried giving her a kiss, too, because momma had said Sarah loved me and maybe I was the true love person that could wake her up, but she kept sleeping. Since nobody at the funeral could wake Sarah up, I know her parents have taken her in her pretty white box back to the Snow White forest so that her true love prince will be able to find her and wake her up. Then she’ll live happily ever after just like the storybook says. Read More