... and five pounds soaking wet. I can only hope and pray that my wife looks like that after two kids. She was a size four at the most. Her eyes were a brown that I cannot begin to describe. No words could illustrate the sheer beauty of this woman. To top it off, she is also a single mother ... really took her time. She did not want us to learn the stuff then forget it the next day. Most teachers are just worried about people passing their class. Mrs. Young wanted the best for us. Not only was she a good person, but she had a way of getting information down to our ... started contemplatin...

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... seldom saw Mrs. Turner without that switch. The big tall switch bush was right outside her window. No one wanted to hear those dreaded words, "Go get me a switch!" It was understood, if a whipping was given at school, then another was to be expected upon arriving home. I never could ... looks of those big burly looking seniors, with tears rolling down their faces, I never really believed it was the truth. Everyone in our small community attended the same elementary school under the tall grand oak trees. Grades one through eight were all housed in the same building. I can still smell the ...

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... wasn't in St-Lawrence with me. Now, standing with my mother just like the rest of the kids, I saw some parents leave. They left their children there to play. My mother looked at me and said "I"m going to go now. I will be back before you have to leave. Don't worry everyone is very nice here." and gave me a peck on the cheek ... . I looked at her with big eyes and a confused glare, wondering "Why are all of us here at school?" She slowly walked away, turning back a few times ... room. None of the children were playing. They were only trying to keep their parents from leaving them. I obse...

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