Sweet and rosy in the early morning she comes to school looking so charming. She teaches us everything she knows so wise Including that we should not tell lies. We would do our best to please her on week days and on the week end look forward tho the next school day. We would dance around during free play and on holidays we studied on holidays anyway. Her hand flew over the black boards dress and she drew as well as a bird makes a nest. As we write at our desk she'd walk past us and smile at me and the rest!
Freyja's Musings 