Bone Bruises, Sixth Grade Teachers and Patty
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It was in sixth grade. I’m sure of it. Mostly because I was in competition with a girl name Patty S, a tall blonde dream girl who always tried to beat me finishing tests. She smiled at me even when I beat her, which wasn’t often, but oh my, when such a beauty smiled at me it made it all worthwhile. But then, she probably never frowned that I could remember. And she was a fast runner Read More