I remember my first day of school, entering a classroom full of kids crying with their parents on their side. The teacher went around and passed out candy to these kids. She then came to me, welcomed me in and took me to my seat. I waved goodbye to my dad like I was going on some type of fun ride. I then sat there and started looking at the kids and wondered why they look so nervous. I looked at a girl sitting next to me and told her, “don’t worry we’re going to have fun.” Sitting in a small desk in a very colorful and bright classroom we would trace the alphabets and numbers. My kindergarten teacher, Ms. Amani, encouraged us to write our own stories and illustrate them. When I would finish I’d go up to her, show her my story and
