too young for school

I remember when i was 3-4-5 wanting to go to school like all the other kids. I wanted to get on the bus and be a grown up and get to leave home all day. I was as smart as the other kids, i acted more grown up than most of them and i needed to be somewhere and it was always nice to see the kids going to school and coming home on the bus there was so much laughter i wanted to be a part of it. So i thought thru all that i would have to do to get on the bus.

Got up early, dressed and stood out by the road like the other kids. Bus drove on by without even slowing down. next time i figured i needed to have books so i found a few books and held them while standing by the road. Bus drove by. Next time i was dressed older, hair fixed older, holding books and a bag of lunch. Bus drove on by. By this time i am very frustrated and unhappy but i gave up....well i gave up for that week. :)  I kept trying to get on that bus. one day i even got to go to cousin's house where the bus stops but the driver would not let me in. Next time i was there i took my dog and had him go on the bus and i had to go in to get him thinking that once i was in I could stay, driver made both of us get off.

it was not looking good. then one day she said we had to go shopping for clothes--oh how i hated shopping with her. But when she said shopping for school clothes i had a duh moment-thats why the bus never stopped I had to have "school clothes" no wonder the bus driver never stopped.

So the big day arrived and i was ready so early that i had to wait and wait and wait and while i was waiting i kept thinking that i would do something wrong and the bus driver would not stop and would not let me on. I kept watching because I did not want to bus driver to not see me because i turned to talk to my dog, I had to really concentrate hard for everything to go as i hoped. Finally around the corner i saw it, the big yellow bus with all the kids laughing and i could not wait i was jumping. the bus slowed and come to a stop and the door opened and the driver looked at me (i was in shock with excitement) I stepped up and climbed the steps into a whole new world, i was finally here I was finally a grown up I was finally getting away for the whole day, I went to sit in the back of the bus with a cousin and could hardly sit still on the seat i was so excited, nothing could ruined my perfect day. Then as i was looking and taking in all the kids talking and laughing and joking around with no adults, freedom and fun. then I looked out of the back window---------------------THERE SHE WAS FOLLOWING THE BUS ALL THE WAY TO SCHOOL-----I was so upset, why was she following me, this was my day, my bus, my school, my laughter, my new friends to make, MINE but she was taking that away from me, she was making it about her and her day. When i got off the bus i ignored her and found out on my own which class to go to and introduced myself to my teacher and found a desk so i was on my own able to take care of myself without her. when she came in she started talking to the teacher and was ruining my day she was taking it way from me. She kept "being" all lovely dovely acting for the teacher and the other moms. I just put my head down and prayed that she would leave. Finally the teacher told the moms to leave. I was so HAPPY, the teacher was the greatest person in the world because she made her leave and let me be a grown up that could do it all and take care of myself. School was the greatest place in the world, i wanted to go everyday, even weekends or days i was sick or any off day---i would even have liked to live there.