School Trip
We didn't go far and we were going to another school. To get there we had to cross fields and walk in meadows. As we came to the top of the hill I vividly remember thinking how beautiful the landscape was; full of yellow and white flowers as far as I could see. Rolling hills that seemed to go on forever.
We climbed the top of the hill and before me was an old school, small in stature but magnificent to look at. A Victorian structure with a playground and yard to the side of it.
We went into the school, as it was part of our history education and it was being used for us children to learn all about life as a child in Victorian England. We did a class on chalk boards and then went to play in the playground.
I could not stop thinking that anyone who went to that school was so lucky. Everything about it was magnificent.
I have never forgotten that trip and it will live in my memory forever.
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