Tuesday 5th September 2017
For our second day of preschool we take blue bus 122 from our town square to glorious Galăzia Aktī, alight and walk at a clip 500 meters so we are not late! With one minute to spare I get you into Miss Ioānna’s classroom: 9am sharp you’re seated and spellbound by the pretty colours of a well balanced classroom for babies.
I don’t leave easily or quickly: two hours is spent hovering at school sneaking glances at you seated near the door of your class. You read a book about the planets. A waling child is dragged into class by his distraught granny: he’s not wanting any of this school business. He’s desperate for his dummy; its lost. But I find it at the school gates and rush back to the teary baby who’s forced into class. Washed the dummy is returned into its rightful mouth and I spot you, so concerned that you are for your hysterical mate, get out of your seat and comfort him.