The back door to Dawn Wilcox's classroom opened quickly as voices carried over the crush of little bodies anxious to find their new forms of transportation.
"Where's mine?" one asked, worried. "I don't see it."
"Oh, look at mine!" crowed another. "It's so awesome!"
The kids, all third-graders at Russian Jack Elementary, were finally laying hands upon a special gift, courtesy of some dedicated volunteers who put in hours and hours to see this day come to fruition.