A lot happened when I was very young and I didn’t
like it at all. I am the first-born and I had all
of the attention from my parents, my uncles and
aunts and my grandparents. Not only that, I was
born on my grandfather’s birthday! I was the king
of the castle until I was five and a half.
That’s when my younger brother showed up. Before
him I had a great playroom, a TV and I was in full
control of it. Then it happened! He was born and
my playroom became his nursery. Not only was I
kicked out, lock, stock and barrel they sent me
off to school. I wasn’t a happy camper.
Let me tell you what happened on my first day of
school. But before I do that I’ll share a little
history of the family pecking order.
On my mothers side I was the oldest. My cousin
Lauren Sue is 2 or 3 years younger, at that time
everyone lived in the same city, in fact we lived
in the same apartment building in the city of
Detroit. We got to see each other every day. That
was nice except when it wasn’t. We would get in
fights now and then and if we knew any four letter
words, we probably would have used them at least
once before we had our bottoms tanned with a belt
or the famous spanking spoon.
So we came up with a 3-letter word that allowed us
to slide under the radar. It was RAT. Rat was a
really strong insult and could even stir up a
fight.
Now that you have a little history, let’s get abck
to my brother and my first day of Kindergarten.
I already knew what school was about as I was sent
to nursery school for years before my brother came
along. But this time everything seemed different
not only was I kicked out of my position of the
one and only, lost my playroom but now I was taken
away from the house and was put with a group of
strange kids.
In the first hour of school, everything was going
well. The teacher and her assistant introduced
themselves and had all of us do the same and then
it happened!
The teacher said to all of us, do you want to play
a fun game? We agreed and then she started with a
song.
The farmer in the dell
The farmer in the dell
Heigh-ho,[2] the derry-o
The farmer in the dell
The farmer takes a wife
Heigh-ho, the derry-o . . .
The wife takes the child
Heigh-ho, the derry-o . . .
The child takes the nurse
Heigh-ho, the derry-o . . .
The nurse takes the cow
Heigh-ho, the derry-o . . .
The cow takes the dog
Heigh-ho, the derry-o . . .
The dog takes the cat
Heigh-ho, the derry-o . . .
The cat takes the RAT….
Heigh-ho, the derry-o . . .
The mouse takes the cheese
Heigh-ho, the derry-o . . .
The cheese stands alone
Heigh-ho, the derry-o . . .
And some one was chosen to be the farmer. He stood
in the middle of the room and all of us held hands
and made a big circle around him and sang the
song.
I wasn’t impressed as I already knew that song,
but this time it had a twist to it. We kept
circling the kids in the middle of the circle
singing the chorus and the game continued….. the
cow takes a dog, the dog takes a cat, then it got
real personal! The cat takes a RAT and they chose
me!
I was floored! The entire class was looking at me
I didn’t know any of them and I was called the
RAT!
I stood my ground and in a very loud voiced said,
“I am not the RAT!”The teachers came over to me
pointing her fingers in my face and said, “Yes you
are the RAT.” That’s when I bit one and broke the
other ones watch. It wasn’t too much longer before
my Dad was at school to rescue me from this hostel
environment. I didn’t have to go back there for 3
days! What a relief!
It was many years later when my mother was telling
a story at a family dinner. She said, referring to
me; “you were a horrible student you even got
kicked out of kindergarten.”
That’s when I told her the real story.
This happens in life. Someone says something to
you or puts you in a situation that triggers
something from your past history. It can be good
or bad and you act on it.
My interpretation of the situation was that I was
being personally attacked and I defended myself
the best I could.
I am sure this happens all the time to people and
feathers fly causing an innocent word to escalate
into needless fights. The teacher thought that I
was an undisciplined kid, my parents thought it
was because of my new brother and I just thought
that they personally insulted me.
Communications are the key to everything.
The power of the word is true power. An innocent
childhood game sent me home and influenced the
teacher’s first impression of me. They didn’t have
a clue what was going on with me and I felt
attacked by a group of strangers.
These types of situations affect all of us now and
then. 
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