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I arranged their clothes into their different wardrobes, arranged their dressing mirror, made the bed, and then headed downstairs.
“ Are you ready?” I asked as I saw Carmella finishing off the pancakes on her plate.
“ Yeah, let's go”, she said, taking the last pancake into her hand and carrying her backpack with the other hand.
We headed out, first to Carmella’s kindergarten school. She skipped all the way to her school, unlike some kids who were apparently dreaded to have to come to school.
“ Bye colly”, she said as we reached her school gate.
“ Bye Carmella”, I said as I waved. She waved back and ran into the school building while I turned around to find my way to my own school.