In 3rd grade or so I had a very detailed dream about my elementary school counselor running a factory that turned kids into Thanksgiving food. I never saw that man the same again.
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This is for Monroe Primary School in South Bend. Please share as this increases the chances that someone will be able to help.
We make jokes about "they hit the Pentagon!" announcements, but I was in third grade when it all happened and they would routinely go over the intercom to inform us tiny babies what was going on as it happened
Like you're in third grade, and which should govern your intentions and your actions. Don't forget those pickles.
6. Try to feel like things are okay. There are ways to feel like things are OK.
You can go after your heart, your soul, your love, your self-worth, your goals, and the people you care about most, you name it.
I was in a 3rd grade class. We were getting taught a lesson until Mr. Big from Wordgirl walked in our classroom and started to throw burgers at us. He then walked out the room as if nothing happened.
A coworker I've never spoken too came up and started a conversation with me because he liked a sticker on my water bottle. Who says you ever leave third grade?
One time in 3rd grade I worry an essay about something (I can’t remember) but then I went on for like a whole page about birds I liked and the whole thing was just a run on sentence. “I like toucans, and chickadees, and chickens, and etc etc” and my teacher made me rewrite it by erasing most of my examples and just writing etc but I was really sad because then people wouldn’t know all the birds I know and like