The school is located near my home. If you take a minibus, you can get there in 5 minutes. I like walking to class. It saves money, and I also enjoy being outdoors.
I try to choose different paths. I have a music player. Since it was given to me for my birthday, it has not been separated from me. Besides music, I downloaded several audiobooks and lessons in English.
On my way to school, I usually meet a yard dog. No one knows his real name or how he ended up on the street. But the neighbors feed him, and I call him Sharik. He often escorts me to the gates of our educational institution. When I grow up, I will definitely get myself a dog. We cannot take this nice four-legged friend with us, because dad is allergic to animals.
I like to watch passers-by, look at their thoughtful faces. People are so different in reality: someone is in a hurry, always being late, and someone is walking slowly. Time flies so fast. Not long ago I saw a little boy playing in the sandbox, and yesterday he greeted me for the first time. But when I was a small child.
On the way to school, my mother calls me to find out if I'm all right. Sometimes I don't like that kind of control, but I appreciate her concern and always answer her calls. She wanted me to take a minibus all the time, but I like to walk. I think a lot at this moment. I wonder what I would write about if I listened to my mother? Probably would be looking at the passengers.
