Early School Days and a Car

My father got one of the first VW bugs when they were available.  I don't know why, but he did.  Apparently the early models had no gas gauge, and Mom told me he would frequently run out of gas and call her, "Honey?  Can you come and pick me up?"  She would laugh telling me this, and did tell it to me many times.  I think she thought it was funny at the time too.
Daddy driving me in his VW is another one of my early memories, and I have precious few of him.  He came to pick me up from Primary Day School which is a K - 2 private school on River Road in Potomac MD.  I remember him getting me into the car and driving away.  I see his hands on the wheel and the left side of his body from shoulders down, and I am looking at the dashboard, which was pretty minimalist.
I know I started at a public school that was off Massachusetts Ave, where is is going down hill from Westmoreland Circle, off the the right.  I have memories of nap and snack time with graham crackers and orange juice or milk, of lying on a mat and knowing I was not in the least bit tired, of playing on the playground that seemed awfully large, of kissing some girl on the cheek and throwing "stinkballs".  The latter were the fruit of a tree,  bigger than a golf ball, greenish on the outside with a citrussy stinky smell.  The inside was very dark, brown or black and very wispy, powdery.  I was here in K or first grade.  I am not sure when they put me in Primary Day.
In Primary Day, I remember getting stars for reading books and reading at least some several grades above mine.  I also got Speech Therapy there.  The therapist, a very nice woman, would have me do speech exercises.  She had me talk into a machine which could show how much air was escaping from my nose, in other words thru my cleft palate.  I remember her showing me the graph and telling me how good I was doing, and it was very close to normal.  This made me feel good.  I think I stopped having the therapy lessons after that.
Primary Day had a rodeo, I think to raise money.  It was alot of fun.  There was a yellow and brown souvenir booklet from it, and it may be in storage somewhere.  I think it was mostly a horse rodeo, parading about, lassoing, maybe taking down steers.  It was a good time.
For third grade, I started in Sidwell Friends.  I am pretty sure  Jackie and I did have to take some tests.  At any rate I started in Third grade.  At that time it was a much smaller campus.  We were in a linear wood building painted white with windows on the medial side facing a grassy playground.  This was an old section.  Jackie started in Kindergarten at the same time as I did Third.  But I think Sidwell will be separate postings.