vii. school and such

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vii. school and such

Introversion: the state of or tendency toward being wholly or predominantly concerned with and interested in one's own mental life

Winter break was over. Two weeks seemed like such a long time. I liked it at first, but it just got boring after the third day or so, even with the new Christmas presents. I was starting to like school though. I was kind of excited to be back.

Aaron, Justin, and I had our own table now. When I entered the classroom, I sat down next to Aaron.

"I get the dinosaur today, right?" I said.

"No, it's my turn with the brontosaurus!"

Justin sat down next to us. "First of all, it's an Apatosaurus, not a Brontosaurus. Second of all, McKenna gets it on Mondays and Wednesdays, so it's her turn."

"But I wanted it!" Aaron said.

"But it's McKenna's turn," Justin said.

They kept talking, but I stopped listening. I stared out the window. The sky was really pretty that day. It was deep blue with cotton ball clouds. In the distance, I could see the playground. During recess, I played on the swings. It made me feel like I could touch the sky.

"It's time for class to begin," Mrs. Stumph said.

This was Justin's favorite time of day. We learned about numbers and letters and colors. Justin knew most of it anyways, so he helped us. That day, we practiced writing the letter "J." Apparently I was writing it backwards. I wondered if Mrs. Stumph knew that Justin's handwriting was on all of the papers.

After that, it was playtime. Justin sat there quietly and read a book. Since I had the dinosaur, Aaron played with the cars. He crashed them into each other. I made my dinosaur stomp on his cars. We had fun.

Then it was recess. I went on the swings. Aaron took a swing next to mine. He didn't go very far though because he didn't really know how to do it. I tried to teach him, but he didn't get it. So I went back and forth and back and forth until I felt like I was flying like the birds high above me. Just for a moment, I thought I could touch the sky.

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