I went to Benson Village School which at the time was the only proper preschool around. I went there every other day starting Monday. Then I went to a local daycare ish thing at a friends house with another member of the community with us. The daycare thing did do some teaching. That covered the other two days that I didn't go to school and, thus I went to school five days in a row like my older brothers. Anyway, back to Kindergarten the first day was not the greatest ones I've had following because I was shy and was hiding for a majority of the meet and greet time though they pulled me gout and I introduced myself. Throughout that year we had Ms. Reardon who was a rather happy and upbeat teacher, who in the future would sub for us a few times. This sent me down a path of being introverted to most of the world and school. The next year, first grade, we had Mrs. Young who would later retire, but first was the fourth grade teacher so she was more strict than other first grade teachers would have been. This taught me discipline and that complaining would never get you anywhere in