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*Where will I sit? Will I make friends? Do I look okay On my first day? Do you think I'll do alright? Is it like learning To ride my bike?*      *Congrats, my child,      You're doing fine,      You've just learned      The first day's rules.      The fears, anxieties      And self-doubts,      Are life's hard lessons      We could do without.      There's no teacher      Or book of stories      To allay your ever-present worries.      The stress now filling up your head,      Is with you til the very end.* But I want to stay home!
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Sep 6, 2016
Sep 6, 2016 at 9:04 AM UTC
The First and Last Days of School
*Where will I sit? Will I make friends? Do I look okay On my first day? Do you think I'll do alright? Is it like learning To ride my bike?*      *Congrats, my child,      You're doing fine,      You've just learned      The first day's rules.      The fears, anxieties      And self-doubts,      Are life's hard lessons      We could do without.      There's no teacher      Or book of stories      To allay your ever-present worries.      The stress now filling up your head,      Is with you til the very end.* But I want to stay home!
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Sep 6, 2016
Sep 6, 2016 at 9:04 AM UTC
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