#gift school

The Volkswagen, The Principal, And The Swinging Bridge

I think this may be my last post about my time at Gift school. For alas, today I will have exhausted my memory banks of those joyful days of my youth at that fine institution of learning. I don’t even remember what grade I was in when these memories took place, nor which one came first. So, without further ado, I present the last episode in this series. One day, when it was time to go home, as we…