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My Kind of College


Learning. Growing. Blooming. Opening your mind. Expanding your horizons. Learning from your mistakes. Colleges have become corporations. Got to make that bottom line - Money. Money. Money. what about education? what about the children? Learning? Growing? Blooming? Students blooming like the flowers of early May, growing like the trees of the Redwood Forest, forever growing stronger, taller, learning like baby birds taking flight for the first time.
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