High expectations

Speaking of Louie and Stevie in a prior post got me to thinking of my childhood friendships. I recall another friend, who's name escapes me, who was about the same age as myself, but through the difference in birth dates was able to start school a year earlier than me. We both more than anything looked forward to learning to read ~ this was before the day of universal kindergartens and the "push" for teaching reading in the home. I forget how I happened to be in their home on the day this kid went to school the first day. But, I do remember being "bawling mad". I was pissed about how unfair it was and could not control my crying. To sooth my feelings, I remember the kid saying, "Don't cry, Skippy. You be here this afternoon when I get home from school and I'll read you a story." That really made me mad and I really started bawling!