A World Without Sun discussion

Boy sit on the left side of the room, girls on the left.
This is where you learn about Math, English, and your future.

Hank walked the girls into the room filled with children from the ages of 3-6. 7-11 year olds were all in a different room. Hank hugged Cindy and told her to have a good first day and to just be herself, he then looked at Ocean and smiled, "take care of her, alright?" He whispered and hugged her too. Then he left.
Cindy ran to the front of the room and sat in a chair, she smiled at Ocean and patted the chair next to her.

"I promise!" Ocean said to Hank and smiled, she bounced happily to her seat at the front next to Cindy, "This is going to be so much fun!" and waited for class to start.

The teacher walked in and told everyone her name, but Cindy forgot what it was as soon as she said it. She was exited to learn to write, hank already thought her how to read.

Ocean didn't know how to do any school work, besides from drawing. But she sat up eager in her seat, ready to learn.

The teacher explained what the older kids were going to do, then the middle aged kids, then told the youngest ones that they were going to trace the letter A. She gave a quick led soon on the letter and what sounds it makes, then handed out sheets to the smaller children.
Cindy looked at the page to find a big A in the middle and a bunch of things around it that started with A, that she could colour.

Ocean was given the page with the A and she stared at it like it was a foreign creature, and suddenly she started scribbling everywhere BUT the A. She drew un the desk, on her hair and on her clothes, she laughed uncontrollably as though this was the funnest thing in the world.

Cindy looked at Ocean and giggled, "what are you doing?" She asked, her little voice as sweet as honey.

"I'm not sure but she didn't say that we can't draw on other things." and she poked her tongue out in concentration as she drew on her shirt. She started picking out the sparkles on her clothes and creating a collage on the page. She giggled at her own creativity.

The teacher walked up and glared at Ocean, "we do not colour on the desks or our-self!" her voice was jagged and load.
Cindy jumped and hid under her desk.
The teacher rolled her eyes, "you two have detention after class for being improper ladies!" she told them, then walked around to help some of the older kids.
Cindy looked at Ocean from under her desk, "I don't like her.."

Dawn walked quickly into the classroom with her head down. The teacher had told her to come back later to get extra help on her reading. She sat down at a desk.

Cindy looked over at the girl, "hi!" She smiled.

Dawn gave the other girl a small wave, "Hi."

"I'm Cindy!" She smiled, then pointed at Ocean, "and that is Ocean."

"Dawn," she said returning the girl's smile. She had never met someone who was so nice to her, from the beginning.

Cindy's smile grew, "nice to meet you! How old are you?" She asked, "do you know how to write!?" She asked with more excitement.

"I'm 3," Dawn said and shook her head, "I..I don't know how to write."

"I'm three too!" Cindy told her as she bounced in her chair, "and same, I wanna learn so I can write letters to my mom!" She told her with a hopeful smile.

"You write letters to your mom?" Dawn asked. She wasn't judging Cindy, since her mom suck over to be with her.

"No, my mom writes to me.. She's not suppose to, but they let her because she's really good at what they need her for, or something. Hank reads them to me, but I'm able to read some on my own. I just want to be able to write back to her and tell her I'm being a good girl like she always tells me to be," Cindy smiled sweetly, she never called Olli her mom around Hank or in her mind, only because she didn't feel good enough to be her child.

"You can read?" Dawn asked her shocked.

"Only a little bit," Cindy nodded, feeling proud of herself.

Bryn with a little help from Derek was able to sneak into Day Care. She remembered being here in her toddler days. Bryn made her way quickly to the classroom and opened the door. When Dawn saw her she jumped from her seat and ran into Bryn's arms. "Mommy!" She dragged Bryn to Cindy, "This is my friend Cindy!"

Cindy smiled, "hello!"

Bryn gave the girl a quick hug, proud of Dawn for making a friend. "Hey, I'm Bryn."

"Nice to meet you!" She smiled; her mom had always told her to be nice to strangers and to not be mean to anyone, even if they were mean to her.

"Mommy, Cindy knows how to read!" Dawn said excitedly.
Bryn smiled and noticed the teacher looking back at them, "Sweetie lower your voice,okay." She told Dawn softly.
Dawn nodded.

Cindy wanted them and wondered if zillion ever tried to visit her..

((zillion?))

((Wow Olli*))

((Lol))

"Do you know your mom? I can tell her you said hi." She asked Cindy. Byrn was the unofficial messenger between mothers and daughters. Since not everyone could sneak in Day Care to visit their kids.

Cindy's face lite up, "Olli is my mom," she told her, forgetting that the strange woman had told Hank that Olli got out, "I'm her first born," she smiled with pride.

Bryn forced a smile at the little girl. Everyone knew about Olli's escape, but she didn't want to tell Cindy, "I'll be sure to tell her," She looked up and saw Derek in the doorway and sighed. She had to leave early. Bryn gave Dawn a quick kiss on her cheek, "Mommy loves you." and quickly headed out with Derek on her heels.

The word love stuck out to Cindy, "what's love?"

Dawn explained, "It when someone really cares about you."

Cindy nodded and tried to think of at least one letter that Olli had said she loved Cindy. Her heart broke slightly when she came up with nothing.

((Aww. *teardrop*))

"Are you okay?" Dawn asked noticing Cindy's sad face.

Cindy forced her smile back onto her face, "yup! I'm okie!"

"Mommy said its hard for people to say they love you," Dawn said.

Cindy nodded, "is it hard for all people? Is it posable to not know how to love?" She asked, wondering if Olli did love her, but just didn't know it.

"It took my mommy along time to say it. She told me it was because she didn't know how to love me because she didn't learn from her mother." Dawn told her.

Cindy nodded and hoped that was why Olli never said it too, "I see," she wondered if she loved Olli.

"Can you teach me to read?" Dawn asked Cindy.

Cindy nodded, "after class," she smiled, not wanting her letters taken away, "we can go to the bedroom!"

Dawn nodded excitedly.

The teacher gave another lesion and gave the girls the letter B with the same layout as A.

Dawn struggled to copy the B because it looked like a D to her.

Cindy saw her struggling, "try baking a D then drawing a line to cut it in half," she offered and showed her what she ment.

Dawn nodded and did what Cindy said and smiled. It was perfect like picture but looked like it. The teacher never explained it to Dawn. The teacher usually yelled at her, "Thank you."

Cindy smiled, "no problem!" She loved finding wired and deferent ways to do things, this was just a small example.