At 100 years old…

If you are in kindergarten or first grade, the 100th day of school is a big deal.

You get to count a hundred beads or macaroni or sundry items.

You get to dress up as an old person.

You get to imagine what you would do at 100 years old.

Such as my kindergarten granddaughter did:

Check out the old-lady perm

“Always fun going through this kid’s backpack,” says her mom.

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with thanks to Two Writing Teachers for the weekly Slice of Life Story Writing Challenge.
At 100 years old, I will still be writing.
And not perming my hair.

17 thoughts on “At 100 years old…

  1. How cute! I love the curly hair! That’s great that they can dress up as an old person. I only remember sending in 100 pennies to count for my girls. She has nice handwriting for her age and it’s great that she knows how to spell “will” and “die”. Oh, I remember that fun going through backpacks. 🙂

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    • She’s a great little student and actually very excited about dressing up, despite this matter-of-fact response to the prompt (!!). She asked her mom: “How are you going to get my hair all curly?” Apparently that’s necessary for a very old lady!

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  2. I’m in middle school now but spent MANY days in ES celebrating the 100th day of school with SO much counting! Currently my own mom is 86 and feeling strong. She has friends who are 100+. I wonder as time goes on, if our image of being this age will change. Thanks for reminding me of a fun celebration!!

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    • I do wonder what living to 100 would be like…amazing about your mom’s friends! I can imagine that they don’t think of themselves as that old, etc. I think of all the history they have lived -fascinating. I celebrate your mom and her strength – so encouraging.

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  3. I laughed out loud! As I’ve aged, I’ve become a bit cranky over how teachers and students dressed up as “old people” for 100th day. I see myself with a shining crown of silver hair, in a snazzy tracksuit, walking the neighborhood each morning!

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  4. She is a gem! She has a clear perspective on life and clearly does not fear being old and dying. We as teachers have more to learn from children than they will ever teach us. I do imagine that her bookbag is full of surprises all the time. This reminds me of a page my grandson brought home in kindergarten, asking whether he liked the book and to draw his favorite part. He wrote NO! and drew “The End.” He still turned out to be an avid reader. Out of the mouths of babes……..

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    • “Out of the mouths of babes,” indeed, Kim – I thought the same when I read this stark observation of being 100. She’s a preacher’s child and knows all about funerals. Her dad (my son) is a preacher’s kid, too – and attended so many funerals with his dad when he was little and when I was working that he once told us, with a sigh: “When I die, just bury me with my blanky.” Speaking of not fearing being old and dying… of course his dad and I cried a river.

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  5. Oh, my goodness. This one is a KEEPER! And it’s probably not one she’ll ever live down.

    But seriously. I love the honesty and earnestness of younger kids. Beyond the occasional chuckle that we get from responses like this one, I find that their sincerity and ability to see beyond the hogwash of things makes for some of the most up-front relationships I have – more so than a lot of grown-ups I know!

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  6. This post made me laugh out loud! LOL! You never know what you will find in their backpacks! My five-year-old’s 100 day celebration is next week! At the moment, she is undecided if she will dress like a “grandma.”

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    • I cracked up when I saw the page and what she’d written – and as to the curly hair and “old,” I believe this perception has been created by the elderly ladies at church, alas! My youngest son has a headful of beautiful curls and is still quite young!

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