Hmmmmm Babe.
Interesting what pops back out the old long term memory hole.
I just had a flash back to elementary school. Holy Trinity was
the name of it. And I remember being handed out maps of the continents
and we had to write in the names of the countries.
We did learn our geography.
Zim.
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god, you're OLD.
St. Catherine's here.
We had to make a plaster of paris formation of the entire world.
After we handed them in, she gave them back to us so we could label every friggin' country. Yes, country.
Norbert dropped his and started crying.
He had to start all over.
I'd cry, too, if my mother named me "Norbert."
(ohgod, I hope your name isn't Norbert)
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