180 Degrees of Separation
Not the kind of break-up you would expect
Five days in, kindergarten did not seem too bad.
The rain poured down for the whole week; the puddled road was a thrill. Matty wore green boots with printed pterodactyls.
On their first day, the dinosaur and Matty said goodbye to Mum and Dad just a few minutes after being greeted by the teacher: they turned around and started exploring the main room.
They discovered, touched and played with all the toys that were within their reach. They jumped on a mattress, chuckling at every bounce — well, Matty was doing most of the activities but the dinosaur was attentively watching.
They never looked back to the door, where Mum and Dad were expecting a heartfelt farewell: tears, hugs, more tears, more cuddles. A wave, maybe? Nope. Not even a sad look: the pair pivoted 180 degrees and — as kids do — grew up in the blink of an eye.
Here’s how it started:
