Wednesday, December 2, 2009

Dear Alice

Dear Alice,

How are you? I'm trying not to write infuriating things to you, or irrelevant things. Do you remember how industrious we were? I'm acknowledging how hard we worked because it was just like a trek, sometimes easy and sometimes difficult. We had the authority to work as much as we wanted, but if we didn't finish it would probably be homework. Remember how I was always prior when I arrived at school?

Also during P.E. teams were comprised by either people choosing who they wanted or we were assigned. Everyone would muse while the coach was explaining, the when she showed her wrath, the talking subsided.

I just wanted to remind you that even though we had a lot of latitude, I still missed the way the teachers administered the students, how we got a respite every now and then, and how the homework was strenuous sometimes. How we enrolled at the school, when we flustered and retorted because we were so nervous. This is the school we had so many memories in, and I won't forget them, or you. That school was where I learned to type, where I learned math, and other subjects. I won't forget it.

1 comment:

  1. beautiful! I think this is better than mine! I like, no love, how you put your feelings in the sentences you say!

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