Get yer hankies ready, “cause you will be soggy-eyed by the time you finish this tale of woe, if not wailing uncontrollably.

When I was 5, in kindergarten, there was morning kindergarten and afternoon kindergarten. I had morning kindergarten.

(Why is it kindergarTen and not kindergarDen? What is a garTen anyway? A garden is a place where you put your kids out to pasture, so they don’t bother you as much. Kindergarden is “kinder” like that.)

So anyway, one day in kindergarten, we made kites. Everyone made their own kite out of colored paper. Then we went out in the playground and flew them.

I was flying my kite, and all of a sudden, I couldn’t see any more kites like mine. I started crying and a teacher came up and asked me what was wrong. “I can’t find anyone with a kite like mine!” I moaned.

Turns out, morning kindergarten was over, I was so into flying my kite, I didn’t notice when everyone in my class mustered, and went home.

But that’s not the sad part. The sad part is that it happened again, yesterday.

I get off work at 4:30. Yesterday, I was at my desk, working, and I looked at my watch and it was 4:45! I wasn’t even packed up to go home yet! It was almost 5 by the time I got outta there!

Console yourselves, because after dinner last night and a good nights sleep, I’m almost fully recovered from this horrible incident. I might need to seek professional counselling later on, as may you, but together, we’ll just cross those bridges as they come.

I’m sorry for upsetting you so.

Try to have a good day after reading this. It’ll be tough, but I have faith that you can do it!