>>13636692It was one of the rare times my dad ever lived with us and drove me to school.
I was 10, almost 11, in the 5th grade.
One strange thing is how he played, and he can tell you this too,
When the Children Cry by White Lion on tape, also Wait, Wait (I Never Had a Chance to Love You).
I went to Angela Wright's class
but we were already in the cafeteria watching the wall mounted TV up in the corner at least before 11.
It seems like we spent the whole day in the cafeteria, except early on that morning.
