Monday, September 08, 2008
Old School, Preschool, and Colonel Sanders
My daughter started preschool this morning and it did not go as I had envisioned...
She being nervous while packing lunch, difficulty getting dressed, walking her to the classroom with her hand clenching mine, huge puppy eyes and tears as I’m about to leave, screaming “Daddy! Daddy! Don’t leave me… I love you!!” as I walked away quickly, but maybe stopping a few times waving and whispering “I love you too, now go back to your classroom and learn the proper use of safety scissors...” as I backed into and disappeared in a fog with Obi-Wan Kenobi and Dean Martin patting me on the back assuring me that I am a good dad.
That's what I expected. In reality it went something like this:
Packing lunch – “No…I want to do it all BY MYSELF!”
Dressing - “No…I want to do it all BY MYSELF!”
In the car pulling up to the school “Drop me off…O.K…I see you later O.K!”
Uh no! I’m walking to your classroom and I BETTER SEE TEARS WHEN I LEAVE!!!!
I can just imagine what kindergarten is going to be like; she’ll probably end up telling me to drop her off down the street.
Happy Birthday To The Man That Invented Chicken in a Bucket!
And to think I almost forgot... thankfully some cool folks reminded me.
It’s hard to imagine, but prior to the birth of Harland David Sanders in 1890 nobody even thought about putting fried chicken in a bucket.
It wasn’t until his 3rd birthday on a farm in Henryville, Indiana while packing lunch for his first day preschool that he told his father, General Sanders, “Father General, I would like the pleasure of preparing my own meal for today’s schooling. Sir.”
When his father of little words nodded in agreement, young Harland instantly put 14 pieces of fried chicken with 11 herbs and spices in a red, white, and black cardboard bucket.
And then with his chicken bucket and Princess backpack in hand, his dad took young Sanders to school.
And he didn't even acknowledge his father as he walked away from his classroom - not even a wave.
And his father was so upset that he didn't want to eat fried chicken anymore. But then he got over it and went through the drive-thru anyways.