I went to de Portola Elementary school which was a beautiful school with a pretty garden, well maintained soccer fields that run for hundreds of yards, brand new playground sets, and wonderful big classrooms. But you take a step into the restrooms, you find yourself running out gagging and gasping for air. I was in 3rd grade when me and my fellow students decided to speak out and petition against our horribly disgusting bathrooms. Naturally we got hushed and were told we are a public school. What the heck did that mean? In 4th grade I asked a teacher why the drinking fountain doesn't work and she said “we are a public school.” In 5th grade, I was third to last in line to get a class set library book and they happen to run out of books when it was my turn to get one. “Sorry sweetie we are fresh out of Jonny Tremain. You’ll have to share off someone else.” The sweet librarian said to me. I replied, “its okay, I hate reading
I went to de Portola Elementary school which was a beautiful school with a pretty garden, well maintained soccer fields that run for hundreds of yards, brand new playground sets, and wonderful big classrooms. But you take a step into the restrooms, you find yourself running out gagging and gasping for air. I was in 3rd grade when me and my fellow students decided to speak out and petition against our horribly disgusting bathrooms. Naturally we got hushed and were told we are a public school. What the heck did that mean? In 4th grade I asked a teacher why the drinking fountain doesn't work and she said “we are a public school.” In 5th grade, I was third to last in line to get a class set library book and they happen to run out of books when it was my turn to get one. “Sorry sweetie we are fresh out of Jonny Tremain. You’ll have to share off someone else.” The sweet librarian said to me. I replied, “its okay, I hate reading