One distinct memory I have of growing up was of me playing at being a teacher. I would give my little brother “assignments” and then grade them with big red checkmarks. Have you done any grading lately?
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How did I get here? This is a question I sometimes wonder. It seems like one day I was doing one thing and then the next I’m doing something completely different.
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The first time I got behind the wheel of a car I was scared. I was sixteen and had just passed the initial test to get my learner’s license.
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