The Scholarly "Pick Me"
An Essay
From the first time I met my fifth grade teacher her I was in awe of her. She was effortlessly cool, refusing to speak to us like children and constantly entertaining us with stories of her radical activist past. She even made a point to refuse to have her picture taken because, as she put it, “There are people who want to know where I am and we can’t l…
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