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This just came to my mind, and I want to write it while I'm thinking about.



I was a straight A student all through school.

I didn't get my first pair of glasses until 7th grade.

When I was in 6th grade, we started changing classes between two teachers. In one of the classrooms, the students sat at tables, two to a table. I sat in the back of the room, where I could not see the chalkboard well enough to read it.

I shared the table with a boy, JM. I don't remember JM being particularly popular or well-liked or smart. I remember him as being maybe a little dirtier than the other kids in the class, poorer, maybe. Or just not as careful about himself as some. I don't know. I might not even be remembering him correctly, but that's what I remember.

I don't remember JM being particularly popular or well-liked or smart, but I liked him okay. We weren't playmates or anything. We didn't really talk outside of sharing a table in class. But he read the blackboard to me because I couldn't see it clearly enough to read it myself.
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