Sunday, November 9, 2008

The First Day of School

Memory by Margie

When I was little I used to ride everywhere with my dad. I remember when I was starting school I would cry all the way down the lane to get on the school bus because I didn't want to go. I wanted to stay with my dad. I would always end up running back up the lane and he would have to take me to school. This happened for quite a few years on the first day of school. A few years ago he told me how he would cry when he would drop me off at school because he wanted me to stay with him.

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