When Bonnie was six, she started big-girl school. She didn't know how to feel about this, she liked her half-day-school-and-then-daycare system just fine, thank you very much. In the days before It started, her mother took her shopping for a new backpack, lunchbox, paper, pencils, crayons, notebooks, safety scissors, and a box of tissues. She toured the school in hand with her mother, but it didn't help.
Her parents told her that she couldn't take her toys with her. School was for learning, not playing with toys.
But when they weren't looking, she slipped Jessie into her backpack. For courage.