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This is a two part story. 1. It was the first day of kindergarten for my twins..boy and girl. We were all excited, of course, and I was also on the verge of tears. We waited at the end of our driveway for the bus. "Here it comes!" I said, camera ready to snap the pictures of them getting on the big, yellow bus. Then it passed us right by! I called the transportation dept. and they sent a white van. Those are my pictures..not of the big yellow bus! 2. Same day. I awaited their return and smiling faces. My son came to the door, holding back tears with his sister right behind. "How was your first day?!" I asked. He couldn't speak. Then, "What's wrong?" I, of course thinking my son was molested or something horrendous like that. My daughter spoke up. "We went outside for a fire drill and had to stand on the sidewalk. Then we went back in and Ricky didn't come. I tried to tell the teacher that he was still outside and she wouldn't listen!" Finally, she took a roll count and figured out that he wasn't there. That's when she again piped up to say he was still outside! (he was last in line and must have been watching the birds or something) Needless to say, I was on the phone with the teacher and my daughter always felt that she would not be listened to by her teacher.(It actually created a fear in her.) She always kept a careful eye on her brother after that. What a first day!
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