As I waited Wednesday to have lunch with the first graders, Mr. V, a kindergarten teacher, delivered a girl to the cafeteria so she could eat lunch. Although the kindergartners had already eaten, this child had just arrived at school, at 11:30, thus missing meal time.
I got my meal as she took hers and we sat together at one of the first grader’s tables. I questioned the girl as to why she was so late. Did she have a doctor’s appointment that morning? No, her mother had been letting them sleep in the past few mornings. This was not her first tardy morning. Later I would learn that she had actually missed Monday and Tuesday because the family had gotten up so late.
“You need an alarm clock,” I told her.
“Yes, that’s what I tell my mom, to get me an alarm clock.”
We continued eating and chatting as the first graders arrived. They had been excited to see me as I had been away the past two weeks and wanted to tell me all about what they had been doing. I didn’t get to hear much more from the tardy/truant kindergartner. When she finished eating, I excused myself from the first graders, who let out a howl that I was leaving them, and escorted the child back to Mr. V. I told him she needed an alarm clock.
Since that clock idea kept nagging at me, I stopped on my way home and found a small alarm clock that I thought would appeal to this little girl. I texted Terry to make sure we had the batteries for it before leaving the store. He was kind enough to unpackage the clock, insert the batteries, set the correct time as well as setting a 6 a.m. alarm. School starts at 8. This should give her plenty of time to wake up and get ready.