It seems the older you get the more privileges you get and the more freedom you can have to do almost whatever you want. I remember when I was in elementary school my first day of third grade, it was the day I had waited for since my first day in elementary school. Every year prior to that we had recess on the boring playground meant for the little kids. The playground had a slide smaller than a wheelchair ramp going into a building. It only had two swings that were so low to the ground you could not even do an underdog. There was a big fat hippo with a large tongue and two teeth the size of a car, And it felt like it was bigger than the state of Texas. While that might sound exciting to a little child, all there was to do in it was climb
