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Rufus est malade
We were in class, doing a really difficult math problem where it was talking about a farmer who sold heaps of eggs and apples, and then Rufus raised his hand.
“Yes, Rufus?” said the teacher.
“Can I leave, miss?” asked Rufus. “I’m sick.”
The teacher told him to come to her desk. She looked at him and then put a ( Read more... )
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