My first day at primary school is as clear as day. I remember the excitement in, the morning putting on my new uniform. And packing my bag. The journey to school was interesting riding through Galway City on the back of my mother 'bicycle, s. Then we arrived and I walked into the classroom. It seemed that I was the only child who was traumatised by the, situation. Lots of little eyes looking at me cry while my mother tried to scramble away from me. I grasped onto her leg but eventually. She got away. The kind teacher took me under her wing and quickly enough I forgot about my mother. A few minutes later I. Had lots of friends and I was having fun!
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