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March 26, 2009

Because why should only my Facebook friends get to see a 4-year old redhead?

A week from today, we leave for Turks & Caicos to get married. If you’re not following my wedding blog, well, too bad for you because it’s awesome.

I’ve been going through old photos, getting an idea of what I’ll want to include in the eventual wedding video and wanted to share with you all my first day of school picture:


I told the story on Facebook so I may as well tell it here: My parents are very “what could go wrong?” type of people, so they put me on a schoolbus on my first day and sent me on my way. Oh, did I mention I didn’t speak any English? The note pinned to me tells people who I am (my Hebrew named is Chaya, which is like the only word I can make out on my note) and where I need to go.

When I got to school, literally my only English was the entirety of the Pledge of Allegiance which I learned from watching Romper Room. Apparently this impressed my teacher and I was bumped up from nursery to Pre-1A. It might not seem like that big a deal at age 4 but for the rest of my life I’d be the youngest person in my grade.

Oh, and nearly every picture of me as a child has me standing in a hands-on-my-hips pose. Clearly, I was badass.

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Posted by: Tatyana at March 26, 2009 at 1:12 pm

Oh, that is so awesomely awesome. These days, they’d just take you away from your parents and put you in a home.
That’s gonna be a hell of a story to tell the kids. “You think YOU have it bad?!?! Let me tell you what my parents did!”

Posted by: Ken at March 26, 2009 at 1:45 pm

Lenore Skenazy approves.

Posted by: Gerard at March 27, 2009 at 12:06 am

Lol, delightful.

Posted by: Casca at March 27, 2009 at 12:26 pm

Oh Karol, I love this! Your picture struck a chord; what fun to see! I grew in WNY and remember that first day of Kindergarten.
It was 1958. I was in afternoon Kindergarten so my Mother made me take a morning nap :) . My vivid memory is of our snack break time – Salerno cookies with the hole in the middle that we stuck our finger through, and milk. I loved it! The milk came from the cafeteria in smallish pintsize bottles with cardboard tops. We could poke the top to insert our Niagara straw. Most notable was the temperature of the milk – almost room. They must have kept it outside the refrig. from AM Kindergaraten :) .

Posted by: jan at March 27, 2009 at 3:31 pm

Sassy! That’s what that photo says to me.

Posted by: paco at March 29, 2009 at 5:35 pm

Not only is that pic totally adorable, you were already doing the classic Karol head tilt at four years old. It’s freaky =D

Posted by: John Hawkins at March 30, 2009 at 3:54 am

Hey, do you design twitter themes by any chance? I need a custom one done up.

Posted by: Brom at July 18, 2010 at 6:48 pm
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