The teacher's voice seemed only to be a low mumble as I daydreamed the class through, What a bore it was to think of atoms, and chemicals, and cells when you could think about unicorns, and rainbows, and wings! The thought that while some people's minds were dug into science books, and mine was flying through the sky amused me. As I was drinking
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