Remembering The Years

Kindergarten smelled like plastic and looked like chaos. I remember playing with lots of toys.
First grade smelled like chalk and looked like confusion. I remember the chalkboards filled with small words.
Second grade smelled like nature and looked like recess. I remember running around the playground no matter the sun, rain, or snow. 
Third grade smelled like something new and looked like exhaustion. I remember climbing the extra steps to get to my new classroom.
Forth grade smelled like scented pencils and looked like books. I remember everyone had one of those pencils while I had books.
Fifth grade smelled like paper and looked like Pokemon cards. I remember having lots of homework and even more cards to trade.
Sixth grade smelled like rubber and looked like a long hallway. Middle school was terrifying with high schoolers a few feet away. 
Seventh grade smelled like a science lab and looked like frustration. I may have failed some of those projects but I fell in love with science anyway. 
Eighth grade smelled like burning lights and looked like a stage. An audition turned into the lead and lots of practicing. 
Ninth grade smelled like metal lockers and looked like classrooms. School, Drama, Soccer, Repeat
Tenth grade smelled like tears and looked like sadness. I will always remember getting the news that the high school will be shutting down.  
Eleventh grade smelled like home and looked like home. Being homeschooled is a lot different.