snow

it was so fun watching the kids intensively shoveling snow yesterday. it reminded me how i used to do the same activity, how exiting it was.

i am a very honest child. i don’t believe good people tell lies. i don’t believe anyone i know tells lies. i don’t believe i know bad people. i go to kindergarten. there is a boy there. his napping bed is next to mine. he tells me he has special powers. he tells me he will make my building go on fire. he tells me he will burn my parents. he tells me this every day. i cry every day. i believe he can do all this. he comes over on weekends, we get shovels and we shovel the snow. we like it. the next day it’s naptime back in the kindergarden. he tells me he will make my building go on fire. he tells me he will burn my parents. i cry. i believe he can do all this.