When I was a small child, around year 1, I always tried to climb the monkey bars. When I was that age I was too small to jump up to the bars, I could always hear people screaming and yelling in laughter when I finally reach the towering bars I swung and swung until I got burning blisters on my hands but it didn't stop me from getting more. And after a while, those painful blisters turned to rock hard callus. My friends and I would play tag or cheat in the rays of the sun beaming down on us while we dive to get each other.
I also remember all the building and classroom were nice and newish with clean bricks and shiny windows in the classrooms the desk were huge and the pencils barely fit in my hand. I was so small I couldn’t even put my bag
I also remember all the building and classroom were nice and newish with clean bricks and shiny windows in the classrooms the desk were huge and the pencils barely fit in my hand. I was so small I couldn’t even put my bag