Remembering my childhood It is not unusual. Your first day ever at the elementary school will probably be an important moment at the time you are a child. For me, it was both special and terrifying. I remember having no idea what was going on to me once my parents left me to the place I would spend several years from my childhood, completely new and strange for me till then. However, that specific day taught me more than I was could be aware at the time. Picture that: You are a 6 years old girl who can’t even imagine being separated from your parents not knowing when they are coming back for sure. Even though I had been to the infant’s garden the previous year, on my first day in the new school I couldn’t help but start crying and thinking I had just been abandoned. My teacher at the time, Ms. Marisa, was very patient and really helpful. Looking back, I realize that what helped me most was the fact that she talked to me as I was an adult, capable to understand whatever was needed to be said. I never forgot the moment she explained that being apart from my parents would occur repeatedly in my life, just because it’s the natural cycle and I would need to get used to it accordingly. I was able to pass that day with no more tears. As Ms. Marisa predicted, I did have to be in the world without my parent's support plenty of times. But from that day on, I was not afraid anymore. I could enjoy my childhood and teenage years in a more autonomous way, knowing that I was a unique person and face new and terrifying moments it is part of growing up. Whenever I think about my first day at elementary school I feel grateful for having a teacher who treated me with respect but also told me the truth about life. Considering my adult life, I would say that I have learned my lesson.