We walked down a long, slippery floor (I do NOT like it!). I stop and just try to flatten myself because I'm afraid of it. Guardian does pick me up, and we get to a spot where the walkway just....stops...
Guardian spreads out something we can sit on, and I have a special blue rug that doesn't slip around.
We waited and waited and waited....where ARE those kids? Then they started coming---two at a time--and they had books with them. They read the words to me, and I loved to listen. Of course, I gave them my cutest look and tried to lick them (Guardian doesn't like me to do that, but I just can't help it!)
They don't stay long...we have lots of kids coming, so everybody needs a turn. Finally, the last two kids came out. I was just SO happy they read to me. I feel much smarter now! Well, I guess that's what school does!
Guardian says these school kids are called "stoo-dents" or something like that. I feel like a "stoo-dent", too! Don't I look smarter to you? Or maybe if the kids learn how to read better, I'm a "tee-chur"! What do you think? "Stoo-dent"