The village children had all taken to a new routine – when the sun rose to wake them, they would scurry off into the woods to a cabin where the white witch lived. They would circle around a great wooden chair, waiting patiently for the witch to occupy it and teach them how to wield the most powerful magic – how to heal.
Class is the name of the room that students take lessons in it. Mostly with couple of people.
Asu
Class begins, wiggling in their seats, sitting criss-cross applesauce, mountain, french fries, or mermaid. There is so much to look at and think about. It’s hard to sit still, to learn how to fit in a system and not go whirling away by yourself.
Today I have English class. It is a fun class and the teacher is very nice. Jadadada
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The class was boring and she stared out the window. So she was the first person to see the flying saucer land. She stood up and pointed to the window but no one else looked up from their screens.
Chanpheng
I don’t know what to say about class. It’s something that people judge us on. Which one are you in? Upper? Middle? Lower? Which grade are you in? Which did you end up in? How much do you have? It’s all a part of something to tell if you’re better or worse than someone, if you’ve learned more or less than someone, or if you eat with the right utensils.
The village children had all taken to a new routine – when the sun rose to wake them, they would scurry off into the woods to a cabin where the white witch lived. They would circle around a great wooden chair, waiting patiently for the witch to occupy it and teach them how to wield the most powerful magic – how to heal.
Class is the name of the room that students take lessons in it. Mostly with couple of people.
Class begins, wiggling in their seats, sitting criss-cross applesauce, mountain, french fries, or mermaid. There is so much to look at and think about. It’s hard to sit still, to learn how to fit in a system and not go whirling away by yourself.
Today I have English class. It is a fun class and the teacher is very nice. Jadadada
The class was boring and she stared out the window. So she was the first person to see the flying saucer land. She stood up and pointed to the window but no one else looked up from their screens.
I don’t know what to say about class. It’s something that people judge us on. Which one are you in? Upper? Middle? Lower? Which grade are you in? Which did you end up in? How much do you have? It’s all a part of something to tell if you’re better or worse than someone, if you’ve learned more or less than someone, or if you eat with the right utensils.