First Day Of School
Part One Kathryn Grace Pearson
First Day Of School
"Mommy, daddy, I don't want to go to. I want to stay with you." A little girl of about six clings to her mother's legs.
Her father reaches down, untangles his daughter's hands, and lifts her up. "We know, sweetie, but you have to. And I bet that by the time we come to pick you up, you won't want to leave." Still holding the little girl with one arm, he grabs his wife's hand and the family walks onto the building. The sign reads 'Brighton Elementary.'
"No I won't. I miss you and mommy already." She tightens her hold on her father's neck and buries her head in his neck.
"Now, Katie, we've talked about this. We talked to your teacher the other day and you liked her, remember? Miss Denny?" the mother reminds her daughter.
Katie lifts her head a bit. "Miss Denny? She was pretty and nice. She gave me a pencil."
"Yes, do you still have it, Katie?" a new woman walks up to the family.
The little girl wiggles in her father's arms, trying to get down. Her father complies. "Yes, ma'am. Mommy said I had to bring it, that I would need it. Do I really need it?"
The teacher squats down so she is level with her new student. "You will. We're going to learn to write the alphabet, and then your name. Do you want to learn to write?" The girl vigorously nods her head. "Well then, if you'll say bye to your mommy and daddy, we'll go to my classroom, meet some new children, and then, we'll sharpen your pencil and learn to write."
"Bye mommy! Bye daddy! I'll see you later." The girl kisses her parents and her and her new teacher walk down the hall. The parents, who had been smiling, look at each other with the same expression on their face: worry.
One of my earliest memories is of the first day of school. I was six, going into the first grade. Back then they didn't have kindergarten or pre-k. The only memories from before that day all kind of blur together. My mom in the kitchen, my dad outside doing chores, and me playing.
I was three, at the most, when my parents adopted me. They were never really sure of exactly how old I was. But I can hardly blame them, after the way they found me.
Mom told me the story many times. Dad just agreed with everything mom said.
"I remember it like it was yesterday, Katie. Your father and I had just been turned down, for the second time, at the adoption agency. I was so heartbroken. I wanted to be a mother so badly, but I wasn't able to have one, the doctors never could figure out why, could they, Hiram?"
"No, they couldn't, Ruth."
"Anyway, we were on our way home to the farm, when all of a sudden, this meteor fell out of the sky. It landed in the field next to our house, didn't it Hiram?"
"Yes, it did Ruth."
"Well, your father spurred the horse on, and when we reached the field, we got down and stared. Your father and I were wary at first because there was no crater, just what looked like a… well, we didn't know what it looked like, but we both knew that if something falls out of the sky, it should make some kind of crater. But this didn't, did it Hiram?"
"No, it didn't Ruth."
"At any rate, your father and I just stood there, stunned, because the thing in our field opened up. Just slowly opened. And when it was open all the way, we couldn't see anything, at first. Then my curiosity got the better of me and I walked over to it. Your father tried to stop me, saying that it would be too hot, but I just did not listen. Well, what I saw in this thing that fell out of the sky changed my life. Asleep in the bottom, wrapped in the softest looking blanket was a beautiful little girl. She looked to be about three, but her hair was so long it curled around her slender body. It was the most beautiful shade of black, full of luster and shine, wasn't it Hiram?"
"Yes, it was Ruth."
"I knew right then that this precious little girl was going to mine. I knelt down, picked her up, and carried her into our house. When I got inside, you opened your eyes and I saw the most brilliant shade of blue. You looked up at me and smiled. It was like you knew I was going to be your mother, because you went right back to sleep and put your little arms around my neck. I told your father to figure out where to hide what I thought could only be a spaceship. Somewhere no one could ever find it. No one ever has found it, have they, Hiram?"
"No, they haven't Ruth."
"So we hid it and worked on the story we would have to tell to explain you, because we both knew you were ours, and we didn't want anyone to take you away from us. We came up with that you were the child of a cousin who couldn't take care of you. We went into town the next day to get everything we needed to take care of you. We came up with a name that we both liked: Kathryn Grace. We decided that the cousin should be a distant relative of your father's so that you could have our last name of Pearson."
Yes, you read right. My parents found me in a spaceship. And that they had a horse instead of a car. My 'birthday' is July 22, 1923. My parents found me April 10, 1926.
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A/N: Well there are the first two pieces. I hope you like the concept. Now, for some reviews that tell me you can't wait for the next chapter First Sleep-Over. crosses fingers