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Pre-K


Pre-K was the land of nap time and crayons and letter printing. Pre-K meant having my name on the board 'Cause the bunny went around the tree and through the hole. Pre-K was my turn to sit in the "special chair" for story time. Pre-K meant being a Power Ranger Was the coolest thing you could be. Pre-K was when my teacher dressed up as Barbie And gave out M&M's. Pre-K was playing at recess in the Log Cabin Or learning to finally hang up-side-down on the monkey bars. It was the days of playing Doctor and Patient Or Cops and Robbers. Pre-K was filled with laughter, But the time outs too. Pre-K is the day I want to go back to.
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Pre-K experiences

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