Way back...

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When I was about 3 or 4 years, I remember being dropped off at kindergaten- yes I remember, whether you believe me or not. I remember my mum handing me over to the teacher but I was wriggling, kicking, screaming, and yelling "don't leave me here!" I will never forget that day...yes I was three, but I remember alot for a three-year-old(I'm not bragging though). And that's when I started the journey in my life many kids dread, and that many which they has the chance to take...school. It is from school where I made most of my friends, and it is from school that I have cherished many memories.

So I will start with memories I look back at and I'm like, " did this really happen, or did I have a wild imagination?" WELL...HERE GOES...

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