Overheard
The smallest one on the playground I loathed some games like Crack the Whip. When the kids put me at the end of the whip line and then tore off across the playground, it was God’s mercy I didn’t land on the school roof. Perhaps out of pity for my poor showing on the field, teachers chose me to make the valentine box for the class each year. I delighted in being ch...
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