For almost every day of your life, someone’s reminded you to share. Usually, it’s about sharing your toys, but that’s not all. You share games, the sofa, your ideas, snacks and any chore that needs four hands.
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When school started this year, you felt a little strange.
Peanut butter and jelly. Bacon and eggs. Rock ‘n’ roll, Mario and Luigi, Whip/Nae Nae, Batman and Robin. Some things just naturally go together; they belong in pairs.
Ever since you were born, you’ve loved music. Your mother tells stories of you bopping in your crib, baby-dancing to songs on the radio.
Your favorite hangout isn’t all that fancy. It’s comfortable, though: You’ve got places to sit, flat surfaces for your stuff, and your friends are always around.
If it was a snake, it would’ve bit you. Odd words from your grandmother, meaning that whatever you were looking for was practically right in front of you but you didn’t see it.
How many leaves are on the tree outside your window? That’s a question you may not be able to answer. How could you even count them all?
Pick up your toys! How boring is that? It’s much more exciting to get things out than it is to put them away, right?
Wrapping is for ripping. Ribbons are for untying, and boxes are for dumping out and climbing in. And why not?
On your first day of school, you become a first-grader.