During my third grade year (in February, my dad tells me), my family moved across town to a larger house. The kids (my sister, brother, and I) were allowed to finish out the school year at the elementary school, but for fourth grade, I was moved to a new school in another school district. At the new school, the entire fourth grade was housed on the lower playground in Temporary Classrooms, which we called “bungalows”. Didn’t seem any different to me than any of the other, more permanent classrooms, since the bungalows were well made and, I mean, what fourth grader would complain about literally having the playground right outside the door?

Viannah E. Duncan

Viannah E. Duncan is a writer and activist hailing originally from Los Angeles. She lives outside of Baltimore, Maryland, and holds an MFA in Creative Writing from Wilkes University. She has a cat, Cleo.

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