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I think we all remember the first day of school where we made new friends and I was nervous that maybe we would not like it or the mother will not be around us all day and its place will be taken by the lady teacher who Femi was a tall, young and very loving incontinu radiate happiness .... that said, the fall in small steps we walk towards the school gate rusty carpet of leaves with a bunch higher than us in the little hands that was to be given Our first meeting with the new scotietate we slowly take a step in the maturity. The first day of the most beautiful, brighter and brighter day before. New colleagues, new people, new things all the states to be discovered slowly, do not rush November 1 feaceam but I was curious to find out what's behind the door of wood and cream we learn there for long ....