I swear down, even that elementary school
teacher that tells his class: “Bulen Ma Fonto! Don’t you know I was once A
CHILDREN” can see these special breed of kids through their final exams and
they’ll do well.
In my dispassionate opinion, that school that
accepts the rejected chaff and develops them into edible grains is a better
school; basic logic. For instance, except the genes turn out to be defective,
you wouldn't expect me, at 6ft 4inches, to marry a 6ft tall lady and beget a
midget, would you?
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