My first day at school was not awful, but it ended like a fairy tale. My mom woke me up at 6:30 because school was pretty far from home. I took my briefcase, he was twice as tall as I was, and we went to school with our parents. Since they were very busy, they couldn't stay with me long. So they left me with the class and went to work. When the teacher thought us, she looked at the briefcase and didn't notice the vengeance. She said, "We have one student left. Where is he?" At that moment, I took my briefcase and the whole whole force found a missing student. It was fun. The kids wanted to meet me, I was more alone and I was happy. I love my class and my teacher. Now I have a lot of friends, and the briefcase is smaller