...In the year 2010, sometime in September You came into my class, how well I remember. Some of you were smiling and giggling a lot some were very quiet and with no tears I could spot. You were all in my garden just waiting to grow. So this gardener got busy with her rake and her hoe. I fed you the water and let in the sun. You took in the soil, but we had only begun. Each day as I worked in this garden of mine, I saw you all growing so strong and so fine. Then finally one day I took a good look, and saw each of my
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