My little sister apparently decided to escape from school last week.
As I imagine it, they called everyone in from recess. She looked at the school, where she knew she would be trapped in desk and forced to endure coloring, learning the alphabet and other horrors of kindergarten. All while being expected to sit somewhat still. And then she turned, looked at the fence and thought "I can climb that." And so, amidst the confusion, she tore away from the herd, away from the man and ran towards the great big world of possibilities. She threw her little body up on the fence, pushing and pulling, climbing hand over foot, every moment getting just a little closer. Until her cover was blown, and there she was discovered by the teacher, a lone brave soul, clinging to the fence.
But my favorite part of the story? The fences in the school all have big gaps, that anyone could just walk through to get in or out, probably without even being noticed or stopped.
Oh little sister, I feel your pain.
Hearing that story made my morning. There are many days where I can totally relate.
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