I have two distinct memories of kindergarten. One is having the teacher grab the ends of the little rug I was lying on for our nap, and dragging me across the floor to an isolated spot where I couldn’t disturb anyone else. Apparently, I was being disruptive. The other is running into the tiny playhouse, yelling, “FIRE!”  and throwing all the dolls out the windows, thus causing all the other pansy, whiny-ass little girls to cry. Bwahahaha