(It was such a big dayy but I don't remember very much It's like an impressionist painting: shapes, colours, and
smells and sounds too. But I was only five years old and
it was a long time aggion
I walked to school with Mum, and I cried all the way
I didn't want to go. had a blue rucksack and a big new
box of crayons ('he playground was full of noisy, excited
kids. Some of the children looked huge) - I never knew
that I was so small! Then a bell rang and everybody
stopped running and went inside. How did everybody
know what to do?
The walls were yellow, and there was a horrible smell
of soap everywhere. My teacher's name was Mrs Bell.
("What a strange name!' I thought.) She wasn't very strict.
In fact she was really nice, but I didn't understand
a lot of the things she said that day. Terms, timetables,
registers, cloakrooms ... What did she mean? And why
was her voice so loud all the time? It was very strange.
I don't remember what we learnt that day. I think we
sang songs and clapped a lot. Mrs Bell read us a story
and we sat cross-legged on the floor. I was embarrassed
because I didn't know how to do it! There was also an
aquarium with ugly fish in it - another horrible smell.
“So, Kate, were you a good girl today?' Dad asked me
later.
'I don't know!' I said.
Was it fun?'
"No! And Mrs Bell said that we have to go back
tomorrow!' I wasn't very happy.
*Did you make any new friends?'
'Yes, I did. I think ...'
'Did you learn anything useful? Numbers? Colours?'
*Dad! Why are you asking me all these questions?
Didn't you go to school?' кто-нибудь напишите как читать на русском дам 45 б
8. я сам не знаю извени..
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8. я сам не знаю извени..