Grade Old

This morning I had just hobbled and wobbled with my enormous belly out of Amelia’s kinder room and I was staggering through the school back to my car when I had to stop and wait for two little kids to barge through a doorway in front of me. They were probably in prep or grade one but the little boy stopped and said to me
“Hey! Are you a new kid here?”

“Umm – No! I’m a mum!”

“Oh!” he said and they hurried away.

Did he just not see my large girth? My great age? Or even simply my lack of school uniform?

Surely there is no better way to make a large, puffy pregnant woman feel young? Huh?

It made my day! Well, it made me laugh anyway.

25 Responses to “Grade Old”


    I live in Japan right now and I never tire of those innocent comments.

    That innocense is also one reason, I became a Primary School teacher!


    What a cutie! On the off-chance that he hadn’t confused you for a fellow preppie, maybe he was talking to the little one in your belly, considering it an especially prodigy-like new kid!


    Yes, there is a better way to be made to feel young, and you will really like this…
    Just after the the birth of my second child, walking in the hospital hallway, a really young and quite handsome male aide flirted outrageously with me. Despite my post-pregnancy girth, I felt like a hot young babe!

    See? I knew you’d like that! ;o)


    This is better than my 3 year old daughter, who once said Grandma Irma and I looked the same age. Grandma Irma was 90 at the time! But it just made me laugh.


    my niece once asked me if i was a “school-ager” which i thought was a very cute way of putting it.


    I laughed so much at this one I read it out to my mother and she recalled the time she went to pick up my ‘little’ brother (now 26) and another kid yelled for him telling him his Gramma was there to get him…my mother was 31 at the time. I call it distorted view of reality. 🙂


    Hah! That’s even better than being asked for ID at the age of 28.
    Gotta love little kids and their innocence. :o)


    sounds fun.. last year at this time I was 2 months pregnant. I graduated from College in ’02 and had friends in the ’05 commencement exercises. An old man (who actually was using talking as an excuse to stare at my cleavage) asked me if I had a child graduating. I almost had a heartattack. I was 25… that’s how you know the pregnancy has taken a lot out of you!


    I wasn’t pregnant, but I was 5 foot 6:
    I student taught second grade and one day I was in line for lunch. Two kindergarteners said “What grade are you in?” I did the math and answered “Sixteenth grade”.
    They looked at me as if I was crazy and said “No.” So I answered, “Second grade, I am in Ms. Formo’s class.” They looked at each other and one said “I thought so.”

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