The best days of my life were the ones in early school years. It's great being in school in the early years, especially when everything you learn comes to you just like that. You get to have fun all the time, your parents gave you whatever you wanted, and you had nary a thing to worry about. Ahhh, if only I could remember those years. The only thing I remember of them is when they still had lights that weren't inside of the ceiling. During reading time somebody kicked their shoe off and the light came crashing down, one side still on the ceiling, right onto the teacher's armrest of the chair. She was pretty damn lucky to have not gotten hit.