I never gave much credence to the theory that one’s personality is formed by first or second grade, until I recently found my elementary school report cards.
Reading what my teachers wrote about me at Tularcitos Elementary in Carmel Valley in the late 1970s, I realized I am in many ways the same person – just bigger.
By second grade, I was already exhibiting signs of becoming a bookworm:
“Not too interested in physical education. Would prefer to stay in room and work. Works very hard in classroom; I often have to throw her out at recess.” – Second-grade report card, December 1977.