JC and I were in half-day kindergarten at EMO. JC's house was really close to the school, and sometimes I'd go over and visit after half-day. This was the 70s, so kids were still allowed to be free range. "Wanna go back to the school?" JC asked. "Can we do that?" I asked. "Yes, let's go!" said JC.
We wandered down the path cut through high grass back to the elementary school campus. It was a warm spring day. JC had a pineapple, for reasons that made sense at the time.
We arrived on the south playground, in view of the fifth-grade classrooms. We started playing some version of tag, running around and yelling at each other. The windows were open, so we basically disrupted class as a buncha fifth graders ran to the window to laugh at the idiot kindergartners.
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Suddenly I had to wee. This was an easy thing to fix. I turned my back to the windows and went. The freak-out from the fifth graders was still explosive.
An adult burst out of the school and we ran as fast as we could back to JC's house. A day well spent.