From the Eyes of a Five Year Old
When I was five I thought I ruled the school.
We had our own building
Separated from the babies.
It was filled with big kid toys,
And dress up clothes.
The babies couldn’t play with our toys.
After waiting my whole life.
I was a big kid.
I could use scissors during arts and crafts.
I could go down the fire pole all by myself.
I could use the potty with no one watching.
We were on top.
At least until kindergarten started.
Those fifth graders were HUGE!