Grade Three

Some days I badly wish to return to the third grade. I would like sit in a brightly colored room filled with Guinea pigs and rabbits and color in pictures of frogs while the rain streams down the windows. I would like recess and a snack sometime in the mid-morning, and perhaps again in the afternoon. I would like to practice my double dutch and times tables and generally be done with my obligations for the day around half past three.

Instead, I give you this: