Five afternoons a week, you'll find me sitting here in my van. On either side of me, there will be a long line of other vehicles; their occupants also expectantly waiting. We might smile at each other or wave or roll down our windows and chat a bit.
Then the white door will open, and children of all shapes and sizes and moods will come tumbling down the steps. Some will be hippety hopping their way, and others will be dragging along; their arms loaded down with books and bags and abandoned coats. They will all sort themselves out into the long line of vehicles, and in no time at all, the parking spaces will be empty and the area deserted.
Another day of school completed!
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