my essay

The first day of kindergarten, at that time, was the most exciting, yet frightening day of my life. I followed my mother into the classroom, filled with many other children and their parents. I was introduced to another little boy. His father and my mother were not only friends, but colleagues. With only one another to befriend, we would often spend our recesses playing on the swings and hanging on the monkey bars, just like our school-mates. He was always in a jocose ...