About a week ago all the kids went back to school. That morning, as I hurried to a meeting, I passed the school adjacent to my house and through the blue gate I couldn't help but noticing a bunch of girls and boys who gathered at the courtyard. I got into my car and after a short ride I found myself sailing through memories and drifting through thoughts about school.
Every one of us has memories from school. There are those whose memories were made while sitting at the cafeteria table, those who discovered the secrets of life in the backseat of the annual bus trip, others spent their time in the library and all sorts of events I have already forgotten. I was the nerd in the second row. Why the second row? Come on, what did you think I would be? The nerd in the front row? ;- )
