While we were home for Thanksgiving, my mom gave me my birth certificate, with my giant footprints, my baptism certificate and my Kindergarten report card. I don't really remember Kindergarten. Maybe this is why.
I was a more than a little devastated by the "N"s. Needs improvement, just in case it wouldn't occur to you that I might need improvement.
Good thing that lack of self confidence didn't stop me from going to first grade or second or third or fourth or graduating from college. Honestly nothing has changed I just pretend better.
Thankfully I possessed good scissor skills or I might not have gotten anywhere in life.