The Anansi Blog — Back to School

I was gripping my mother’s hand when we arrived at the door to the kindergarten. My baby sister held on to my mother’s other hand,...

Of all my first days of school, the one in sixth grade is probably the one I remember most vividly. I had been busy that...

To get to kindergarten, I had to walk across a bridge that spanned the Grand River in Paris, Ontario. The footbridge was a rusty old...

The first day of school — the thrill of seeing friends again; dressing in a carefully chosen outfit, debated and assessed endlessly in consultation with...

I never looked forward to the first day of school, it always made me anxious. A new school year meant a new teacher to contemplate....

The only memories I have of my first day of kindergarten are a couple of fuzzy images. Outside, I stood on the sidewalk, my left...

I don’t recall much about my first day of elementary school back in Edmonton, Alberta — only what my mom tells me I did. But...