Klowns in my Koffee

Daily Kup (My Life on the Cusp)
The first day of kindergarten passed without significant mental upheaval.

I'm reminded of a poignant joke I heard a long time ago. While it's about the first day of school, I would use it when I did training sessions to illustrate the value of clear communication in avoiding missing information and differing assumptions.

A little boy was preparing for his first day of school. Despite his parents' cheerful attempts to assure him that he would have fun, make many new friends, and learn valuable skills, he still seemed morose and frightened. "Mommy, how long do people go to school?" "Well, son, there are twelve grades after kindergarten. People typically go to school until they are eighteen and then decide if they need to go for more schooling in college." The little boy grew more dejected with each passing day, which the parents attributed to shyness and nerves.

Finally, the first day of school arrived and the parents walked with the little boy to the bus stop. As the little boy trudged slowly to the bus door, he turned back to his parents with tears in his eyes, "You won't forget to come back and pick me up when I'm eighteen, will you?"

The Wheels on the Bus Go 'Round and 'Round