Always very difficult for me to accept places like school, daycare, and going to

babysitters. I always since I was very young felt this way and I don't really know why.

Well, when I was young I got a taste of the real world from my Aunt Cynthia. She

took me with her everywhere and showed me all different diversities. We went to the

farmers market, church (everyday!), all around the bay area, and lots of places I would

have never imagined. Now this was before school, obviously, and because I was at such

an early ago taught to be so open minded and unique, I really could never accept the

institutional ways of daycare, school, and going to a babysitter.

When I was about five or six, my mom took me to Parkmont Daycare. I can still

remember the smell of it, a unique smell I though do to meatloaf. Dark green ca

walls that you could open and close. When you first walked in there were two hallways

on day, I was eating a McDonalds sausage McMufffin while I waited. The first hallway

knowing anyone there and most of them I still go to school with to this day. My teachers

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