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Carrots or school
Picture this: ten-year-old me, nose buried deep in textbooks, fueled by a potent cocktail of curiosity and sheer terror. Thanks to Dad’s colorful threats of a future spent hawking his beets at the market (“A peasant’s life, my dear!” he’d bellow, brandishing a particularly earthy potato), visions of plaid tablecloths and sunburnt noses haunted my…
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A Little More Than a Sentence
You’re writing your autobiography. What’s your opening sentence? They say the third grade report card is a window into a child’s soul. Mine, however, seemed to scream “future anarchist” and “potential vampire lord.” While my teachers saw “disrupting class discussions” and an “alarming fascination with the local cemetery,” I was simply a budding philosopher disguised…
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The Unexpected Gift of Diffusion
The story reflects on the impact of a memorable teacher and the unexpected ways life lessons manifest.
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