When I was in kindergarten, we will call my teacher Ms.H. She was talking with a Another teacher and we have this big candy jar in her class. So when she wasn’t looking I went up to the candy jar and stole a lot of candy.

Now I have have two bus story’s

So I have 1 bus driver and assistant in my kindergarten bus. We were driving to school and the bus broke down, now instead of getting a new bus they made us walk home. But we were still on the neighborhood so it’s not as bad

Now again in kindergarten, a power line fell on the bus, instead of calling maintenance the assistant got a broom and started chipping away at the power line to try to get it off the bus. And before that the bus driver tried to back away from it.

Now something else

I lied to my principal. I have hanging on a yellow bar but feel and hit my lip on wood. My friend told me I was bleeding so I got a teacher and she took me to the principal s and he called my dad, and when he needed to know how I hurt my lip I said I feel on a rock. Like dang

Another time, in kindergarten. I can’t have dairy but I didn’t know so I was eating a cheese stick and I started to feel really sick, so I went to a trash can. And instead of getting it in the trashcan that was RIGHT NEXT TO ME I puke on the floor and two big chunks of cheese stick come up and they were like the entire cheese stick like if I swallowed it whole.

So my last story is I was still in kindergarten, so you know how tree’s make sap. Yeah, are recess was right before lunch and we should drink it and we also had a pecan tree. And we would mash them not eat them just mash them.

That’s it