Finally school is over. As I walk down the cluttered stairway I hear the kids talking about what their plans are for the next couple of house before bed. Crossing the crosswalk I see my petite grandmother standing there waiting for my younger cousin. We stand there for a few minutes and finally my little cousin arrives. When Sidney arrives Derrick, Sidney, my grandmother and I then walk to where grandma has parked the car. I’m so glad that she finally upgraded to her black Chevy impala instead of her old, little, beat up, light blue Chevy aveo. Riding down the school hill I notice all of the small children trotting home, eager to see their parents. As I watch them talk and laugh I wonder what runs through their not yet fully developed minds.
