Pages of life

When I opened the first page, I was in the cage, No no! not that, But it was a security set. It was my mother's belly, just like a big valley. I knowk, but can't see the clock, waiting to come outside, to sleep at my mother's beside. When I opened the second page, It was my early childhood age, not it was bigger cage, I was a new born, cry anytime and never warn, but everybody, that is my mother and daddy, put me on their lap and always happy. and all the time sappy. Now I was at my toddler, now I was bolder. I like walking and talking, I never rise early, but cry rapidly. After a some time, it was a time for rhyme, I run with fun, sometimes with a toy gun. with a cute little bun, sometimes with a barbie doll, sometimes on my toy phone call. Now it's a time ran, in a school van, Now it was time to learn new thing, as I was in the primary wing, trying to rhyme sing, with a bing, Now a school bang ring, it was time to run home to tell school stories, with no worries.