While going through some old boxes, I found a record of my first step in a rather long educational journey.
Now, these days kids "graduate" many times. There is kindergarten, from elementary to middle school, from middle school to high school, out of high school, and onto higher education. Back in my day (the late 1960s) you had (maybe) kinder graduation, high school and whatever came next. And kinder graduation was a rather lighthearted affair. The academic requirements were somewhat lower than they are now (where they want the kids reading independantly and doing simple math by themselves). We were more focused on colors and days of the week.
Anyway, I apparently nailed both and, hence, got this...
That's right, I have my Bachelor of Rhymes! I can still rattle off a lot of them, so I guess my education took. I'm not sure this ability helped in my career, but then again since I was an elementary school counselor, it certainly didn't hurt! By the way, the tattered look came from a few decades in my mom's attic.
And here is a report card envelope! Yay! I don't really remember Ms. Kelly, and certainly not Ms. Hibbitt, but I appreciate their efforts in launching my education. 1968/1969 seems like a loooong time ago (mainly because it was).
Anyway, I ended up with a Masters degree (in counseling, not rhymes), plus additional coursework, so I guess they did okay.
Until next time, keep searching for treasure!
