I love my school. It is not too big and not too small. It is quiet and quaint, surrounded by mountains and hills. Only one street goes by it with lots of Kia Motor trucks, convoys of troops, tractors and one bus, No 92. It is hidden and secluded and I love it. I also love my middle school students with their little round faces, high-pitched squeals of laughter, and mushroom cut hair. They are all so cute!
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