Saturday, December 29, 2012

An empty school...

It had been about 13 years since my last visit to my primary school. The friends I had made are still my friends up to this date. I use to love assembly, all the classes standing in line, singing the national anthem. I would continuously draw Mt. Kilimanjaro in art classes. I would have to catch the mini-van at about 7 am, I would usually be the first one to get picked because I didn't live in town and find myself sleepy throughout the road till we reached school. I was there for about three years.