This is Vasko.
Well, this is Vasko and his unmatching (the other kids were all wearing black), way too huge pants.
Its his second year in the kindergarten English class with me.
Yesterday I was waiting for a friend at the bus station when Vasko and his family walked around the corner. All of the sudden I hear a little voice excitedly yell my name. As I turn around, I watch him walk straight into a sign pole. He bounced off, wiped his forehead with his left hand, and never stopped waving profusely with his right or grinning the entire time.
:)
Well, this is Vasko and his unmatching (the other kids were all wearing black), way too huge pants.
Its his second year in the kindergarten English class with me.
Yesterday I was waiting for a friend at the bus station when Vasko and his family walked around the corner. All of the sudden I hear a little voice excitedly yell my name. As I turn around, I watch him walk straight into a sign pole. He bounced off, wiped his forehead with his left hand, and never stopped waving profusely with his right or grinning the entire time.
:)
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