Schoolbag Inspection

Your reminder about school stayed right in my mind, so I trotted over to where a canvas backpack was leaning against the entryway bench. Climbing up onto the low wooden rung, I peeked inside the open front zipper pocket to make sure everything was ready. Right beside a neat row of colored pencils, a round wooden sharpener had rolled on its side. I leaned forward, nudging it gently with my nose until it tucked safely against the pocket seam so it won't rattle tomorrow. Seeing it all orderly and calm made me feel ready to be the best little scholar.