Children's

Hide My Face Behind My Hand Today all students in my class will have our graduation ceremony in one great building in the city. I see it great with my own eyes. All my friends are wearing great suit and "toga" for that ceremony.they also look so great with that. They show my their happiness through their smile. Running, chatch and dancing together its seem that they show me how happy they are. Today, is almost the end of our journey in this school, our great kindergarten after two years together of playing and learning. Today, is almost the end of our journey in this level of education, tomorrow will be no more playing games in the class together, no more hide and seek together, no more fighting in the class and no more you in here, beside me. Its almost the time..... Tears drop on me..Iam crying but I am happy for them, Iam happy because all my friends are happy but not for my self. I am happy.. I just happy for them but not for my self.. Today is for them, not for me..I just not will be with them ..I am still here My journey isn't over yet.. another step need to take. I am happy for them and crying for their happiness..thy will step on to the next level of education and I will stay here..again Mom said, its to early for me to finish my study here ( Iam 5 years old) My tacher said that they love me very much so they wanted me to stay much longer than my friends.. Iam happy.. I just happy for that.. They love me much. I just understand what they want from me or for me.. they want the best..ever in my live. But not today.. Mom.. let me me tell you.. I just want to be like them.. be with them. Let me have the same right with them because I can do what they can do in their live. I only 5 years old but I have the same right with them. Mom.. Iam shame of my friend.. I just want to be like them. I want to wear those suit today I want have my graduation paper today.. I promise to do my best tomorrow.. i will not disapointed you.. even I just 5 years old You said you love me... please let me with them.

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