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I walked a mile to high school everyday.

I sat for six hours.

I learned about subjects

that I didn't care about.

When school was over

I walked a mile home

and spent my own time 

doing more work.

 

It didn't aid in my understanding.

It didn't improve my grades.

If I hadn't had tests,

if I hadn't had classwork,

I would have failed high school.

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montyrae

I am a college freshman. My first year of college is finally coming to a close after a disasterous first semester and a pretty good second semester. I look forward to doing WAY better the rest of my college career and to becoming a social worker.

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