Because I was only in kindergarten, I always walked to school with
someone older which was no problem. I had older cousins, a grade or two ahead
of me, who lived in two neighboring duplexes. Georgie, Frankie, and Loretta had
the job of getting us little kids to school safe and sound. As we headed up
Fifth Street, it seemed like the group walking to school gradually got larger
and larger as we passed house after house. But we kept on walking,
collecting kids like you’d collect baseball cards. It was only one block to the
school, so there was no problem.
To me, the Osgood School was awe inspiring. It was a
mammoth looking building, and its playground equally as large with all sizes of
kids running every which way. But the possible overwhelmingness of it wasn’t
ever a problem because everyone was involved with a game, endless bantering, or
the quietness of a nervous stomach. Once the school bell finally rang, all the
students lined up to file in, the scary big kids at one door, the primary kids
at the second. When everyone was quiet, a teacher led the lines into the school
and to each classroom. And though it was all large in scope, and I was little,
there was nooo problem.
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