Public school. August 1996 meant the beginning of public school.
Farewell to school uniforms, now nearly anything was allowed. I went from a small school of about 300 for K-8 to more than 800 for 6-8. That’s a big difference! It meant taking the bus to school, being around a wide range of students, new hallways to navigate. A school full of students I didn’t know. The first time I needed to wear an ID badge.
And yet, there was hope.
One of my aunts learned of my school change and knew of a girl who would be in my grade. She had Sarah keep an eye out for me.