МОЙ ЛИЦЕ САМАЯ ЛУТШАЯ ШКОЛА

School, school, school of … Like much connected with this unusual word: it all starts with the first call, from school the threshold, with the first book "the Alphabet".Every year in late August, I look forward to when I go to school and say: "Hello, my dear, my love! " with thoughts about school I wake up, when to get up early, I think about it when MOM cooks me breakfast on vacation, Miss it when I go into a store and see other children rejoice when I meet in the courtyard of their classmates. And for myself I've long realized it wasn't just my emotions-I just love my school.