When I started school at 5 my oldest brother, Ricky, would have been 10, a “big boy” and one day after school I was waiting for him to walk home with me. There was no gradual introduction to school, you started at the beginning of the year when you were 5 and your first day was a full day. No leaving early because you were just a new little kid.
I was waiting for Ricky up towards the front gate and he was playing on the oval with some friends. Another big boy came up and talked to me, maybe he called me “Squirt” or “Squib” whatever he said I was offended and I started kicking him in the shins. He let out a big yell, “Hey, Deland come and get your sister off me!” It makes me smile to think about it, all these years later I still remember exactly what he shouted and I still don’t understand why he couldn’t get away from a little 5 year old girl.
You didn’t know that about Nana did you?
Musings of a Retiring Person 