Did you learn anything about yourself in first grade? I sure did. I remember the first day of school when my dad dropped me off on his way to work. I had only been in the building one time, so dad's faith in me was apparent. I walked to the main door and stood eagerly anticipating what? I wasn't sure, but all the other kids were waiting, so I knew that was the first step. You wait for God only knows what, but nevertheless, you wait. Then it happened, the bell rang and the double doors swung w…