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I had a weird experience, when I was 8.

I hated my third grade teacher. Looking back on it with an adult’s perspective, I wasn’t wrong to hate her. She was awful. Mean, lording her authority over a bunch of 8 year olds. Who is really impressed with themselves, … Continue reading

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