"Isn't it great? You'll be at the same school
“I’m going to school today!” announces my little brother, Tarun, bouncing to the breakfast table. He’s already wearing his backpack.
Mom looks at me. “Isn’t it great, Ankita? You’ll both be at the same school!”
Actually, it’s not great at all. School used to feel like my thing. Now Tarun is going to be in my old classroom. With my old teacher. At least second grade is in a different part of the building.
“Can I play with you?” he asks as Mom drops us off.
I shake my head. “School rules, remember? You have to play in the kindergarten area. I stay on the big playground.”
I lead him to his classroom.
“Hi, Mrs. Mehra,” I say as I tug my brother forward. “This is Tarun.”
“Hello, Tarun!” Mrs. Mehra kneels so they’re the same height. “Want to come meet the other kids?”
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هذه القصة مأخوذة من طبعة September 2017 من Highlights Champs.
ابدأ النسخة التجريبية المجانية من Magzter GOLD لمدة 7 أيام للوصول إلى آلاف القصص المتميزة المنسقة وأكثر من 9,000 مجلة وصحيفة.
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