REMEMBERING

I remember going to Kindergarten. One day, I remember well. My younger sister had to stand in the corner, because she kept talking. I cried about it and she just stood in the corner.

I had a Doll House made out of tin, I guess. I played with that everyday.
I would take all the furniture out and mop each room with a wet rag. Wipe the furniture off, as I placed each piece back in it's room.
{Wish I could keep my house as clean as I did that Doll House.}