March 9, 2012

One Word: dismissed

Class is dismissed. What beautiful words! I run over bunches of peoples to get out the door. I hate first grade. I don't want to go back again. No rainbow rug. No fun time. Why not? I want to be a little kid again. I want alphabet lessons and story time and play time and nap time. I don't want no formal lessons.

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