The images of school

I walked around the local school, through the bushes and trees, and peered in the window of the kindergarten classroom.
The posters… the construction paper chains hanging from the ceiling… the desks…
Everything was so fascinating.
The school.. the neighborhood… the fire engine jungle gym…
The perfect white-and-brick houses with friendly roofs and lawns and flowers and fences.
The side door outside which students would line up every morning before going inside, and one day, I would take my place.
But not yet. It was still the summer before my first day of school.
To run free without a care.

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