Memory+-+The+One+Day+School

=The One Day School = = =  At four years old, Nicole was ready for a new experience in her life. Even though she moved to a country with a different culture she was ecstatic. At this age, school was the number one priority.

Her mother was desperate to find the right preschool. Nicole kept finding ads and handbooks about various schools around the house. Phonebooks were laid out on the kitchen table, all turned to the section with school listings. You could see big red circles around the possible ones. All of these schools would have to be tried out.

One early morning, Nicole was woken up by her mother telling her that it was time to go to school. Confused and scared at the same time, she got out of bed and followed her mother's orders. In the car her stomach was aching and she was getting really nervous. She thought about the kids not liking her or what would happen if no one wanted to play with her. When the car finally came to a halt, she opened the door.

Nicole stood in front of a fairly small building with a sign that said 'Welcome to Primrose Academy.' She was not so nervous now because it seemed welcoming. She slid her tiny fingers into the big handle and pushed the door open.

Inside the building, Nicole and her mother faced a wooden desk with a man seated behind it. Nicole observed the small school. The floor was covered in green carpet and behind the man was a very long hallway with several doors on each side. Her mom signed her in and said goodbye as the man then led Nicole into the classroom.

The door opened, which lead Nicole into a room with fifteen kids and one teacher. They were all sitting in a large circle. Nicole turned around and noticed the man had left her standing there alone.

As thirty eyes beamed at her, she shyly sat in an open space. All of the children looked the same except her. This didn't scare her but for some reason it did make her feel very uncomfortable. Also everyone was speaking a language Nicole did not know. Suddenly the group of kids started praying. Nicole sat there looking clueless; she also wondered if there was any way out.

Nicole tried imitating their movements but it didn't seem to work. The words coming out of their mouths were extremely weird. She couldn't pronounce them either. Nicole gave up and just sat there, feeling as if she wanted to cry. All the kids looked up at her with confused looks. One kid nudged Nicole's right side as if he was telling her to try to join in again. She refused.

Finally when the prayer time was over, everyone ran outside to the playground, and she followed. She had always loved playgrounds. There were swings, ladders, and slides to play on. But no one seemed to want to play with her. Every time she approached a group of people, they ran away. Nicole sat inside the slide and broke out crying. She didn't understand.

After a few minutes, Nicole looked up and saw her mother motioning her to come. Nicole smiled and was glad her mother came to her rescue.