Mark[/@ch_1].] Mark stood at the front of his school, clutching his backpack tightly. He looked up at the big doors, feeling a little nervous inside. "Mama, I don't want to go," he whispered softly. His mom, Mom, bent down and gave him a warm hug.

Mom[/@ch_2]'s hair as she kneels beside Mark. Nearby, other parents wave goodbye to their children. The school yard is filled with giggles and the sound of backpacks zipping.] "It's okay, Marky. You're going to play with friends!" Mom smiled, brushing Mark's hair from his eyes. Mark peeked around and saw other kids laughing nearby. He held his mom’s hand tightly, feeling a bit braver.

Teacher Tate[/@ch_3] stands by a table, smiling warmly.] Mom walked Mark to Teacher Tate's class. Teacher Tate bent down and waved. "Hi Mark! Come play!" Mark looked around and saw blocks stacked high and a soft sandpit in the corner. He smiled a little.

Mark started to play with the blocks, stacking them higher and higher until he made a castle. He crawled to the slide and climbed up, feeling excited. "Wheeee!" he called as he slid down, giggling with joy. Other kids watched and laughed too.

Mom[/@ch_2] stands by the door, smiling and waving. The air is gentle and happy, filled with the chatter of children sharing stories.] When school was done, Mom hugged Mark tightly. "How was school?" she asked, her eyes warm and kind. Mark grinned and bounced on his toes.

Mark[/@ch_1] holds his mom’s hand as they walk home, the school behind them glowing softly.] "I played! I had fun! I'll go back tomorrow!" Mark said, his eyes sparkling. Mom smiled, happy to see her little boy so brave. Together, they walked home, ready for another happy day.