Sleep Stories Part 1: Kindergarten

Sleep is that wonderful time between being awake where everything is bliss and there is no homework or taxes to worry about.

But it’s so hard to sleep for enough time, what with the hectic schedule that comes with being awake and often spills into the nighttime hours. I usually have to get up at 6 a.m., which is before the sun rises and therefore inhumane.

People keep telling me to take a nap when I start nodding off in the middle of conversations or trip over my imagination and fall, but I refuse to sleep during the daytime when there is a sun in the sky, telling me that there is work to be done (however inefficiently).

I remember back in kindergarten when there was rest-time. Ahh, rest-time. Such horrible memories.

There is a large difference between rest-time and naptime. When you have naptime, you are supposed to sleep. When you have rest-time, you are supposed to lie on the hard floor quietly, doing nothing, saying nothing, and staring at nothing. But you are not supposed to fall asleep. Never fall asleep! It was absurd.

But this nothingness was only supposed to last a few months into the school year. Once we learned to read, we were expected to read during rest-time. I, on the other hand, couldn’t really read well until first grade, so I continued to spend the time doing nothing with a book in front of my face.

But before the class, as a whole, could read, we were to bask in our nothingness, but nothingness is quite boring, especially for a fidgety five-year-old. So what is a fidgety five-year-old to do other than fall asleep?

So I fell asleep. And my lovely kindergarten teacher didn’t wake me up (Shoutout to you, Ms. K, the best kindergarten teacher in existence). But the class could not wait for me, a tired and fidgety five-year-old, to get the sleep she needed. They had things to learn! So while I was asleep, the rest of the class read Chicka Chicka Boom Boom and made construction paper palm trees. They were glorious.

10 thoughts on “Sleep Stories Part 1: Kindergarten

  1. 6:30 am? My last job, I would have to wake up anywhere between 1:30 am and 5:30 am for my shifts. Typical time was 3:30 am. 5:30 felt like sleeping in. It was fabulous. Three times a year we’d have to flip our schedules around for a 3:30 am wake-up to pull a 12+ hour shift.

    Nap time seriously needs to exist for all ages. When you’ve been hammering your brain with complicated tasks for 8-12 hours, it needs a break or you aren’t thinking anywhere near how you should.

    Rest time is bull. We used to call it quiet time, in which we could do anything we wanted, so long as it was quiet and at our desks, including take a nap. I think my eight-year-old niece had nap time throughout kindergarten.

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    1. What job did you have? 3:30 am is the middle of the night!
      Nap time would be wonderful if it existed. I think if everyone was sleeping and I had heavy draperies, I would participate as well. What if it was required? Like everyday from 4-5 is designated for sleep?
      What is the point of quiet/rest time if you can’t sleep or get any work done?

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      1. Retail, early morning shift. It was kind of nice because you can get a lot of work done before the store even opened. The lights were dimmer, too. Unfortunately, the music plays all night so, there’s that. Even managed to get promoted three times in six years. Then I threw it all away for a pesky nervous breakdown.

        A number of countries let you nap at work. It’s quite interesting. Google is also nap-friendly, but they’re going to eventually going to invent Skynet, so I guess it all comes out in the wash. Unless of course, we can get Elon Musk to stop them but then I guess he would invent Skynet in their stead. Some things are just fixed points in time, you know?

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