My story? Pg 3

The next thing I know I was five. Starting kindergarten. I went through Like a breeze. I was smart. High reading level and even popular at school. I was a chunky kid but still ran and loved tag. 1rst grade was fun 2 grade was challenging. 3rd grade was horrible Mrs. lathum my diabetic teacher who spit when she talked, always asked us to get fruit cups for her. And just gave us worksheets. Didn’t teach much. After 3rd grade I struggled. 4th and 5th sucked. But I got through by the skin of my teeth. I had no idea what was coming. None.