Kindergarten was really my best year. I wasn't the most popular kid but I had a group of friends, I was tall and skinny for my age, and apparently my friend O and I were pretty cute. I know this because every day at recess this group of boys would chase us around trying to catch us. We would run all over the playground, hide, and climb over everything to get away from them. Now, I am not really sure what was supposed to happen when they caught us. Were they supposed to kiss us or something? Being a very spry kindergartner I was never caught. Either that or the boys didn't know what to do either and purposely never caught us. Regardless of the purpose, I had some really good cardio back then. Maybe if they hadn't transferred me to another school I wouldn't be quite as out of shape today.
All was well and good until the day the boys got a little daring. O and I were playing on some sort of jungle gym thing when the boys decided to hang out under it and try to look up under our skirts! O and I were both wearing dresses that day which was not unusual being the adorable stylish kindergartners we were. We were used to climbing around the jungle gym in dresses. We were not use to boys watching us from below. We were horrified, O more than myself. She was just wearing panties under her dress. I, on the other hand, had a pair of shorts on under my dress. Why you ask? Well, of course my mother had predicted this very occurrence and never let me wear a dress to school without shorts underneath. She was just sure I was going to flash my goods to the unknowing youth in the kindergarten classroom. Needless to say, I was still horrified by the boys' behavior and O and I immediately disembarked from our jungle gym adventure. The boys continued to follow us as usual but they weren't just chasing us, they were still trying to see up our dresses. After about five minutes of this we decided it was time to involve the playground monitor. Now, I can't remember if the playground monitor was a parent, teacher or random person in charge of us but I didn't know this person. I tugged on the monitor's sleeve and she bent down to see why I was bugging her. I explained that the boys were trying to look up our skirts and that they wouldn't stop. I was expecting her to talk to the boys and get them in trouble. Instead, she looked down at me and said "That's life kid, now run along and play". I was shocked and tried to protest but she had already walked away. O and I were forced to sit out the rest of recess for fear of O being exposed. She vowed to always wear shorts like me and I guess that's the lesson we learned. We stopped wearing dresses for a while and when we did again, the boys didn't try to look up our skirts. But, I will always remember that playground monitor. I still can't decide if that was the best monitor ever for making us figure our our own situation or the worst one for ignoring the inappropriateness of the situation. Either way, I no longer wear shorts under my dresses so if I flash my goods I guess that's life right?
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