Once upon a time, a daycare center teacher sat at a table making cootie catchers for little boys and girls. A trio of little girls approached her. "Make me a cootie catcher! Make me a cootie catcher!" each girl said. So, the teacher did make cootie catchers for the first two little girls. As they went scampering off, the teacher said to the third
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Sometimes, being a teacher feels like balancing on a precarious rock in the midst of a vast ocean, jumping up and down, waving my arms, and yelling "I CARE!" really loudly, hoping that someone hears me, and cares back
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