"In Kindergarten on the fourth day I was there, we had time in the fenced playground around the building. I was about to go and play with some other kids but I wanted some... particular toy, but they gave me another so I didn't want to play -at all-. The kids went somewhere else while I got mad and started yelling. The adults let me blow off some steam by myself. Eventually I got sweaty and then a breeze came, by nap time I had a high fever and I felt so sick that I ran home. No one saw me, I was sort of like a ninja. My grandma was surprised when I showed up on the doorstep. But I didn't mention anything about just deciding to leave. While I lay in bed in another room, my grandma's friend, mother of one of the teachers, got a call from her daughter, and she came over and rang our doorbell. "Your son left school." Said Laura, who was the mother of the teacher. My grandmother replied "Yes, of course, I know, he's here." When she'd seen me with my fever, she just assumed they had let me go home early, because she's a doctor, and they're just teachers! Laura called her daughter's cellphone and relieved her of any concerns she could have about my mysterious absence. A few hours later, everyone figured out what had happened and we all had a great laugh! I was filled with joy to see my family earlier that day as well. And I got to bask in the glory of the unofficially early end of kindergarten for the day due to my "ninja talents." For the rest of the day I just played and talked with other kids in the building... while remaining... fully... supervised. My family decided it was time to stop going to kindergarten until regular, real school starts, as in Europe it is optional, I'm not sure about the US though... They don't really teach you anything in it anyway, it's basically a daycare."