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Show Kim's new school was set in the middle of a small wooded town fifteen miles outside of San Francisco. Bushes and overgrown trees surrounded the school and except for a brick gatepost with MISS PUTNAM'S SCHOOL for GIRLS in bronze letters on the post, Kim and her mother would have driven passed the school without stopping. As her mother drove up the long, winding driveway to the school, Kim's heart began pounding like a machine gun. Envisioning the homey atmosphere of the school from pictures -in the brochure was one thing. Coming face to face with the gigantic stone Residence Hall was quite another. The hall was much larger than Kim had pictured it. It looked like a grecian temple in the shape of a square wedding cake. There were four levels, and each floor was smaller than the one it rested on. Inside were high arched doorways and stone walls and towering ceilings that echoed the noise and commotion of parents getting their daughters settled on Orientation Day. The confusion reminded Kim of a crowded train station. "I'm not sure where to start," said Mrs. Long, bewildered. Holding Kim's small overnight bag and staring disconcertedly at the bustling parents, she looked as flustered as a new student. She watched as fathers carried their daughter's suitcases up the wide stone steps to the 14 |
