Wednesday, May 09, 2012

drrabble day 9 - brown bag (part 1)

every day you go to school with a brown bag that your mom has folded down neatly.  she hands it to you unwrinkled every morning after breakfast on your way to the bus stop with your big sister.  by the time you get to school the bag has so many wrinkles and bends that it looks as though it has been home to a litter of kittens.  *thunk* it goes into the cubby with your name on it at the back of the room, and there it waits until just before noon when the first graders get to have lunch.