Open Door

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June 9, 2017

I normally don't go to open house. I went in Kindergarten, but after that it felt pretty studio because I'd already met the people in my class and the teachers don't really care if you go. I know this for a fact because my great-grandmother was a teacher. I never met her but I heard stories about her, she was kinda crazy but according to her teachers hate conferences and any after school activities that required them to be around children.

That sound a little bit off considering she dedicated her whole life to teaching kids. I don't think that makes any sense but whatever. I went to this open house. If we didn't go we got randomly assigned a course for related arts. I wanted to get Tech Ed so I had to get there and sign up for it.

My family pulled into the parking lot I walked with Daddy into the auditorium, I began to sit down when a teacher whisked me away into the next room. She asked what I wanted to do for related arts, I got the last spot in Tech Ed. She told me to go sit with someone I knew at a table in the hall way.

    I didn't notice anyone, so I at by myself. It was only for an hour. It felt like forever. I got what I came for. I got Tech Ed that's all that mattered. REbecca came in finally. It was almost over. My dad came into the room and grabbed my hand. I got into the car and talked to my family. This was a very boring day. Not sure why I even wrote about it there is really nothing to say.

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