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Personal Narrative: Lisa Frankel's First Grade Classroom
Okay, so I was in first grade. Lisa Frankel's first grade classroom, one of the biggest in the whole school. It had a single stall bathroom in it and one of those foam mats. You know the ones I’m talking about right? They’re made of this foam material and they’re shaped like puzzle pieces, so you can just buy them separately and put them together. They had a rug too, with the alphabet on it because first graders need help identifying letters or something [laughs uncomfortably] I don’t know. So yea, Lisa Frankel's class, she was pretty nice. Her teacher’s aide was an ass, but I’m getting to that. We’re little, and our handwriting is a disaster, so we’re practicing writing the number 8. Up until then the trick was to draw two connected circles,
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