July 18th, 2002. I hear my moms sweet soft voice. "Despiertate hijo, its time to wake up for your first day of school" I remember being so cozy in bed, I wasn't used to being up so early...

I had this gut, nerve wrecking feeling deep in my stomach. I was so so so nervous. I liked staying at home with my mom. I felt very confused as to why I had to leave and go to this place called school.

Mommy made my favorite breakfast, which was scrambled eggs and frijoles, so that made me feel a little bit better. After breakfast she told me to go brush my teeth and put on my shoes or else we were going to be late...

I thought to my self. "I have to be up this early 5 days a week" I really hated being up so early. Mommy grabs her purse and we rush to the car and she straps me in and we head out.

Mommy always played my favorite radio station in the morning. It was Z93.3 and they played all my favorite songs!

The drive from home wasn't too far. As we approached the school. I seen soooo many kids walking with their parents into the main entrance. As mommy parked the car we joined the large group of people. I began feeling very anxious.

BALBOA ELEMENTARY SCHOOL

The big sign in front of the school read...

Mommy walked me to my classroom. On the side of the door it read "ROOM 302"