Today is the beginning of a new school year. The yellow buses are out in force. In our metro area we have at least 600 yellow buses on the road today and for the rest of the academic year. A family member of mine, who lives in a county school district, has four children starting school today. Each child climbing onto a different bus. At his home the four buses come to his home (not at the same time) and there pick up a High School student, a middle school child, a special needs child and an elementary child. Each child will have an unique story to tell their Mother when they get off their bus today.
I remember my first day at school. It is etched in my mind. Another new first grader, Freddy, refused to walk into the classroom where he was to be joined by 45 other kids. All newbies. His Mother, having lost her patience, had junior by the scruff of the neck, carrying him into the classroom, with him screaming and crying. “I ain’t comin’ in.” That is all I remember of my first day of school. Or, should I say, Freddy’s first day of school.
Many of us have memories of that first day of school and I hope that yours was more pleasant than Freddy’s or mine.
Now fast-forward the tape thirty years later. I was being forced to go to another type of school. I had to attend a 12 Step meeting because of an addiction. I used the same words that Freddy used, and whispered to my self that “I ain’t goin’ in.” Actually I did go in. I took a seat and forced myself to listen to people talking about their addictions. I found everyone friendly and supportive. They welcomed me like a long LOST brother. Let’s put the emphasis on the word LOST. I definitely was down with my face in the dirt.
That was 32 years ago this coming December. Do you know what I learned that first day of life’s schooling? I learned to take one day at a time. Keep life simple. Be honest always. Admit I needed help. Have faith in a power greater than yourself. Stick close to your classmates (group members). Help others who like myself, are still suffering. Tell your story.