Arthur's Going to School

I'm going to be going back to school soon. In a way, I am very happy to be going back: I can't wait to see all my friends, classmates and even some teachers. Also, I drew a picture of a crying baby boy (A family friend's son) and I'm excited to show my art teachers it.
But I am also not looking forward to school either. First of all, I do not want to wake up early, go out in the cold, or do the essay and vocabulary that my teachers plan on completing once I get back. Not only that, I'm not looking forward to the pain Arthur will be giving me. He starts first thing in the morning making it hard for me to get ready and doesn't end until the end of the day when I'm hung up on the couch, most days. And don't get me started about the school desks: They are so small and hard and cold. And we're forced to sit in them for an hour (sometimes more) at a time and stay still. When they tell us to sit down it's almost equvilent to 'let me stick this needle in your eye.'
I must say though, I am aware other children would kill for what I have and thank my lucky stars every day that I have a school and home.


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