Live Oak

Sitting in my chair and watching my teacher writing a math problem on the board. I can hear the whispering of friends whispering over the teacher. I feel my heart beating at the speed of sound while I’m playing knockout. I can smell the chicken curry when I open my lunch box.

First grade

I see the words in front of me on the page then all of the sudden it makes sense the pieces fit together then I say it out loud “DOG”. I smell dirty socks because my classmates have their shoes off.

Second Grade 

I see the writing on the board for math. I solved it. I shoot my hand in the air like a rocket. I hear my classmate get called on then I sadly lower my hand but it turns out that they were only asking a question then I shoot my hand back up then I get the answer right.

Third Grade 

I hear my teacher talking about what we need to be prepared for in 4th grade.

I see my classmates playing Kickball. I Smell my sweat while I’m playing Basketball.