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The Park
On February 22, 1992,
My family
Decided to go
To the park.
We
Took
A lot
Of food.
We
Were sitting
On a bench
Eating
Peacefully
When
Suddenly
The sprinklers went off.
My little sister
Jumped
And sat
On the sprinkler.
Now
Every year
We drive to the park
And
Sit on the same bench
And
My sister sits
On the same sprinkler
And we all laugh.
Hart School
Grade 4 |
White Sands
One day
I went
To White Sands.
I saw
A beetle
Walking.
I decided to follow it,
Up
A huge
Mountain
Of white
Sand.
Suddenly
It stopped.
I wondered why.
So
I
Waited
To see.
Then
I saw it
Getting an ant
Out of a hole.
Now
Each July 21st
I like
To celebrate
By going out
To the sand
And looking
For beetle and ants.
Hart School
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Sol
Sol, sol, sol, estas solito porque nadie
Te puede tocar,
Pero sin embargo, eres mi oro.
Oro, mi joya y mi vida especial eres cálidosa
Y nos resplandeces con tus rayos de luz.
Lucido te vistes, lucido te quedas
Al verte salir me das alegría y una nueva vida,
Como si volviera a nacer.
Roosevelt School
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Five Snakes
Once
I saw
Five
Beautiful
Little
Brown and black striped snakes
In my yard
Playing with my ball,
Moving and pushing it.
I felt
Cold rain
Falling from the sky.
That’s worth
A celebration
Any time.
I wrote it down
And drew
The rain falling down,
The five snakes,
And me.
Now June fourteenth
Is Snake Celebration Day.
Here’s what I will do:
I will spray water
On the grass
And go running
And sliding
And then
Play with the ball.
Hart School
Grade 4 |
Double Rainbow
Once
I saw
A double rainbow.
It had red,
Blue,
Yellow,
And purple.
It was raining.
The street was flooded
Like
A deep lake.
Children
Were swimming
And
Throwing others
In the dirty water.
Then
Half
The rainbow disappeared.
It was August 25th.
I will celebrate
This day
With my friend,
Tony,
Because we were all alone.
That same day
We are going
To be together
In the same place
All alone
Outside
In our tree house.
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No More Guns
Fishing is fun,
But fishing you do not do with a gun.
But you do not need a gun to have fun.
You use a gun when you swim or run.
But only to start the race,
Not to shot someone in the face.
St. Raphael’s School
Grade 4 |
Lucky
For I have thought of all things I have got
And wondered, am I spoiled.
Or just lucky, I guess.
But whatever it is, I love my Mom.
That’s is it, I love my Mom.
Bonham School
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Halloween Fun
Halloween is a scary and fun day.
All of us are just gonna stay.
Looking for all the goodies.
Let’s all go to the movies.
On the streets, we’re going to be running.
We all gotta have something shining.
Everyone!! Candies and tricks let’s go get
Everything we get we got to check
Before we eat everything we get .
No more monsters, no more tricks or candies.
The day is over.
Goodbye Halloween!!!
Edgemere Elementary School
Grade 3 |
My
Poem
H is for a heck of a lot of candy.
A is for an apple so handy.
L is for the little witch named Mandy.
L is for the witch’s brother Landy.
O is for the owl named Dandy.
W is for the wind so sandy.
E is for the eerie name that’s Andy.
E is for his sister Causandry.
N is for the night so full of candy.
Edgemere Elementary School
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Drugs
Over the rainbow,
There are no drugs, you know.
Drugs are bad,
No way, they’re not rad.
You think clear,
Not by the rear.
So come up here,
Start thinking clear!
Bonham School
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Wind
I can hear the wind.
Listen to it clanging, hanging,
Rattling at the window demanding to be let in.
One tree’s branch is shaking, breaking
And then falling onto the soft earth.
I can hear the wind.
The wind is rolling, strolling,
And then gently blowing way.
Now, I can’t hear the wind.
Now the wind is gone.
Ross Middle School
Grade 8 |
Loneliness
Loneliness is when you feel so left out.
Loneliness is when you don’t have a friend
Who can come out.
A friend had gone far, far away.
And now you don’t have a friend who really
Wants to stay.
At night you sit down and wonder why, why,
Why does loneliness have to stay?
You wish your friend hadn’t moved away.
You remember the fun and fun things you
And your friend had and did
Before she was gone away.
Loneliness isn’t such a good pal.
Loneliness isn’t a pal at all.
St. Patrick’s School
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Sound
Sound comes in many ways,
Like the tides slamming against the bays
Like the leaves bristling
And the wind whistling.
Sound comes in many ways
Like palm trees mild swing at every cay
Like merry children laughing back and forth on swings
And how a small, delicate, yellow canary merrily sings.
Sound comes in many ways
Like ringing, sprinkling dust from hay
Like the first steps gallop of colt
And how soldiers stomp, march and come to a halt.
Sound comes in many ways
Like the sizzling bright sun rays
Like the squeaking sound of a rat
Like the purring and meowing of a cat.
Sound comes in many ways
Like bones giggling and rattling and soon decay
Like splashing water drops
Like frogs’ thumping hops.
Sound comes in many ways
Like cars’ rushing sounds go by on freeways
Like people talking
And dogs barking.
Ross Middle School
Grade 8 |
My Love For You
My love for you is like the sky,
With blue, white marks, that look like bubblegum.
Like a marshmallow, is the color yellow.
My love it’s with you, my spirit, my heart.
I will always be there, to talk to about the sky.
My love for you, is just for you.
We share special moments, like fight always in special
places.
You might not love my character, but waiting.
You, maybe love me, waiting right here I am.
Till that special day comes, when we stop fighting.
When it will come, I don’t know.
But I just know that my love is for you.
Father Yermo Elementary School
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Beautiful Rainbow
Beautiful Rainbow looking down at me
Your colors remind me of eternity.
For when I look at you
I cannot take just one glance
For every vivid ray of your colors
Gives my heart a reason to dance.
O’Shea Keleher School
Grade 4 |
Silence
What’s the point of talking
If you never can be heard.
You can talk for an hour
And never say a word.
You’re not talking to yourself
Or speaking some strange tongue.
You’re in a world of silence
Away form everyone.
Indian Ridge Middle School
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Come With Me Over The Rainbow
Come with me over the rainbow
There is magic there you can see
The colors are bright and shiny
Oh, it’s so fun to be me!
They say at the end of a rainbow
There is a pot of gold
And some may not believe it
But it is a story of old.
Up in the sky, among the clouds,
I feel that I could fly;
What a lovely, delightful wish,
To be oh so very high!
O’Shea Keleher School
Grade 4 |
To Be a Rainbow
To be a rainbow would be such a delight.
To be up in the air what a beautiful sight.
To fly through the blue sky.
To feel the air go through my hair.
To be up in the sun,
Oh what fun.
To soar in the sky.
To be able to fly.
Would it be such happiness
For you and I.
O’Shea Keleher School
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The Colors of the Rainbow
The colors of the rainbow are:
Blue, yellow, orange and red.
I’ve heard that form a teddy bear
Named Ted.
I see a rainbow after the rain
All the way to Maine.
The raibow goes over the cloud
After the thunder is loud.
At the end you can see…
The pot of gold!
Has anybody been to the end
Where the tiny men stand.
Watching the pot of gold right below
Where the hopes, dreams…
Seem to glow?
That is what I am told
Even though I am not old.
I wish I can see it …
Before I get too old.
O’Shea Keleher School
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Big Ears
My brother had big ears
For five years.
My brother has two big ears
Like my other brother for five years.
I had two brothers that are the same
They don’t have the same name.
My brother stopped having big ears.
For five years.
They were tall
Mine are small.
Thomas Manor School
Grade 3 |
Some Rain Must Fall
Some rain must fall
Before you can see the rainbow.
Over the rainbow the sky looks enchanting
Like many worthwhile things in life.
The journey is hard to travel
But the rain and the rainbow follow each other
Always together.
North Loop Elementary School
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The Dream
Over the rainbow and away in my dream
As we go across the bright stream.
Into heaven where there are no crimes
And no police officers are giving fines.
Of course no one is taking a snooze
Because everyone is always hearing good news.
No one is crying
No dying and there is no lying.
That was my dream
Going over the rainbow and across the bright stream.
Sageland School
Grade 6 |
The Other Side of the Rainbow
Over the rainbow is golden rain
Without rain there’s no rainbow
Without the rainbow there’s no hope
Rain is always a pain
Pain and rain live together
On the other side of the rainbow.
North Loop Elementary School
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If I Where on the Other Side of the Rainbow
If I where on the other side of the rainbow
It would be a better place.
There will be no knowing of drugs
No knowing of alcohol and cigarettes.
That will be a wish
A wish come true.
North Loop School
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The Opponent
I feel my opponent’s fingers poking at
My saturated shirt
The sweat of generations lingers
I breathe in time with the bouncing ball
Shoes are squeaking
I jump
Every tendon is stretched like gum
To the point of snapping
The soft, worn ball is in my calloused hands
Grunts and smashing of bodies
We’re twisted like a pretzel
They’re yelling for someone to shoot
I see my partner in battle smile
Pride walls up within me
I’m uplifted by exhilaration
Like the expanded throat of a mating frog
My heart bulges in my forehead
El Paso High School
Grade 10 |
Fan
Refreshing, cooling, relaxing
That is what a fan does
Click, click, click
Fast, circular, sharp
The blades of the fan
Swing, swing, swing
Low, high, medium
The speeds of fan
Cling, cling, cling
Tall, dark, iron, metal
This is the way it looks.
Ooh, aah, eeh
Scary, mysterious, looming
It is what my baby sister sees.
Screech, screech, screech
Yells, screams, hollers, squeaks
This is what my younger brother hears.
Boo, boo, boo
When we think about it and see it face to face,
It really does not scare us
But alone, every one of us shivers
With the thought of what this little item can do.
Squeak, squeak, squeak.
El Paso High School
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Abuelito
Abuelito, abuelito
Qué bonito y chaparrito.
Abuelito, abuelito
Porqué estás tan flaquito?
Abuelito, abuelito
Porqué estás tan viejito?
Abuelito, abuelito
Te quiero por buenito.
Mesita School
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I Wish I Can Fly Like a Bird
I wish I can fly like a bird
Fly, fly, fly
I wish I can fly like a bird
And go by the zoo looking at the brown bear
That’s what I wish.
I wish I can fly like a bird.
Fly, fly, fly,
I wish I can go by the park
Looking at the pink flowers
That’s what I wish.
I wish I can fly like a bird.
Fly, fly, fly,
I wish I can fly like a bird
And go look at the happy boys and girls smiling.
I wish I can fly a bird.
Fly, fly, fly
I wish I can fly like a bird and
Look at the beautiful world.
That’s what I wish.
Mesita School
Grade 3 |
Darkness
A terrifying darkness
As dark as death,
So dark you can’t see a simple
Hand that lies beyond your face.
Is someone there?
Whose breath is that hot against my face
Like the burning wind on a
Scorching summer day?
Whose quivering fingers are those
Sending electrifying sensations
Through my rigid body?
Whose ready eyes are those penetrating
My skin like the prickling rose thorns
Held in your hand?
Is someone there?
I feel something beside me, but what,
Who? Is there really anything?
Click
Nothing, no one
Darkness is what you imagine,
What you fear.
It’s those eyes, Oh those eyes,
That tear you apart piece by piece
Stripping you of your cover, leaving
Only the real person inside.
The one others have yet to meet.
El Paso High School
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True Friends
There are two people
that I know
whose love and care I
cherish so
They have supported me in every way
And stayed with me day after day.
These people made me strong
Together we played with
right and wrong
These people who
are so close to my heart
Are whom with
I will never part.
They knitted a blanket
of love for me
To keep me as warm as can be.
For eleven years they have tried
and tried
To keep me from experiencing a
single sigh.
My only true friends
Are my wonderful parents.
Crockett Elementary School
Grade 6 |
Over the Rainbow
Over the rainbow the sky is blue
the sun sits there
freed from the darkness
the great grey clouds have brought
and with them
the rain comes down
freshening our earth.
And over the rainbow
ever so high
The heavens lay above
and God's great mighty eye
And the pot of gold lies not at the end of the rainbow
but above it
and the gold is not gold in money
but in beauty.
St. Joseph's School
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The Basketball World
What is earth?
That is a round basketball.
That God can play basketball with.
After he dunks it an earthquake begins.
And when he goes for a lay-up a baby is born.
He also feels lonely
So he sends up basketballs.
So we can play with him
And let him win.
Coldwell School
Grade 4 |
Autumn Leaves
Autumn leaves are red, orange, yellow and brown.
Just like you might find them on the ground.
Every season, and every year,
I've seen leaves, since I've been here.
Everyday children play under leaves and trees,
What would it be like if there were no leaves?
Autumn leaves are also big and small.
Sometimes they are really tall, I love to jump in a pile of
Autumn leaves because it's so exciting,
But it is also boring to pick them up, so I try hiding.
Coldwell School
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Over the
Rainbow
Over the rainbow is a vision
Beyond and visions; it is more
Radiant than the shimmering
Of God that glisten off the walls
Of caves; it is a heavenly feeling
Of calmness and tenderness,
The sound of laughter; the cries of joy,
It moves ones’ heart so; the elegant
Chirps of an unknown bird
Awakes you as you lie on a mist
That is gentler
Than any tender, feathered
Pillow, the ringing of laughter
And delight that occupies
The air tends to make you forget
All of your grief and sorrow
Back in reality, the complexion
And all of the fashions
Of the rainbow make all your fantasies
And desires come true,
Over the rainbow is a happening
You will never forget,
But when it all ends, you awaken,
Tangled in quilts in an unknown
Room, still caught on the string
That holds you on your thoughts
Of this extraordinary place;
Your realizing now, it was all
An astonishing dream.
St. Joseph’s School
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Ghostly Wings
Some day I hope to fly,
Through the clouds way up high.
In a plane from the Second World War.
Over the Pacific the place would soar.
Then dive straight down,
At nearly the speed of sound.
From soaring over a Japanese bay,
To proctecting the ghost of the Enola Gay,
With it’s engines so loud,
The P-38 will always be proud.
Canyon Hill Middle School
Grade 7 |
Love
Love is like a falling star;
It can be near or far.
Love is beautiful.
But sometimes can be very painful.
Love is very strange,
And form time to time it can change.
Love is known to be popular in spring,
And sometimes it can make you sing.
But now it seems as if it is gone forever.
And sometimes it isn’t there, ever.
Canyon Hills Middle School
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Changes
People change and so do I
With every blink of every eye.
And every eye that blinks
Makes everything so unique.
So this is what I mean
When I mean everything
Changes.
Canyon Hills Middle School
Grade 7 |
To Dance
To dance is to live,
Joyful and free,
Powerful and strong,
Dance is beauty.
It’s motion
With emotion.
Whirling and twirling.
Let yourself go.
To dance is to live.
Canyon Hills Middle School
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On My Way Home
I was walking home one lovely day
When I heard a noise and felt a spray.
I twirled around and there it was.
Two black eyes and a head of fuzz.
It drooled and slobbered over a broken bone.
What could I do? I had to get home.
As fast as lighting it charged my way.
It flattened me like a ball of clay.
Rolling and tumbling all over me.
Again and again I tried to get free.
With all the strength that I could muster.
I pushed off me that dumb dog Buster.
Canyon Hills Middle School
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Homework?!?
Oh teacher! Oh teacher! Oh teacher! No!
Why, why, why must you burden me so!
Please, ma’am please, as I beg on my knees,
Don’t give me more homework! Oh, put me at ease!
I’d rather clean the classroom,
Than write about a witch’s broom!
I can’t believe it! It’s the day before Tuesday!
It’s a holiday! Not a ‘Homework Dues-day’!
Oh okay, I’ll take the homework.
But no one says I can’t boil it!
Or, maybe flush it down the toilet!
Hey! The bathtub drain could take it,
Or, maybe in the oven bake it.
I wonder…I could feed it to a shark!
Or, somehow, to my brother Mark
What?!? You say my grade will suffer
Well, not another word to utter!
I could been famous,
Or become a dancer;
But, I’ll just sit and write
The two sentence answer.
With grades involved, where can a kid go
But directly to the nearest ditto!
Holy Trinity School
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Motto
I play it cool
And dig all jive
That’s the reason
I stay alive.
My motto,
As I live and learn,
Is:
Dig and Be Dug in Return.
Holy Trinity School
Grade 6 |
The Song
There is a song
Playing in my head
Over and over again.
A song that was not played
Because one big person
Who made
It that way.
I still do not know
Why it became
That way.
There is a song
Playing in my head
Over and over again.
Hold Trinity School
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Haiku Poem
There was a flower,
Flying around in the sky,
Landing in the ground.
Hold Trinity School
Grade 6 |
Everything Nice
Everything Nice is like sugar and spice
Girls are like sugar, boys are like spice.
Girls have curls, boys have toys
Girls play with Barbies, boys play with toy Ferraris.
That’s what makes everything nice.
Holy Trinity School
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How the Bunny Came To Be
It was a day,
So clear it was.
A rainbow lit the sky.
A frog sat up,
And when God spoke,
A glisten shown in his eye.
“You’ve been so Good,
You’ve been so Kind,
A wish I’ll grant for ye.”
The frog lowered his head
And opened his heart.
“There are some changes you’ve asked of Me.”
“ you want to be thought of as Soft and Gentle,
instead of slimy and cold”.
You want to be Held,
Cuddled and Loved,
At least that is what I am told.”
All of a sudden thunder crashed,
Lightning struck
And the frog had disappeared.
And in his place
Stood a beautiful bunny,
Who cried with joyous tears.
Zach White Elementary School
Grade 4 |
My Good Luck Charm
I’ve always wondered if a rainbow could be
A good-luck charm for you or me.
Maybe it means that you will have a nice day
And to feel good in every way.
A charm that tells me that luck is by my side
And fills my heart with lots of pride.
It will be anyone’s guide throughout the way
To show it is here and to stay.
Now I will always believe
That sooner or later I will receive
A rainbow for a good-luck charm
To keep me safe, secure, and warm.
Zach White Elementary School
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Somewhere
Over the Rainbow
Somewhere over the rainbow
There are very pretty valleys
Within the garden are daisies dancing
Singing very softly.
And there are also pretty forests,
Very big and tall
Fawns, laying down to rest for playing on the meadow
And unicorns running around with her beauty of the rainbow.
Carlos Rivera Elementary School
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Autumn
Autumn is a whole new world.
The leaves escape from the trees like prisoners
And are free once more.
Candy changing colors as they fall.
You can witness the weeping of the trees.
As their captured ones leave.
They sway back and forth bare.
You view the children on their porches
Carving pumpkins.
You can scent the rain hit against
The damp ground.
You inhale the delicious
Pie from the bakery.
The Fabulous cooking.
Because Thanksgiving is near.
Listen to the tip tap tapping
Of the rain hit against
The clear glass on the window.
Listen to the whistling of the trees.
Touch the gooey pumpkin seeds.
When you dig your hand into the pumpkin.
Feel winter yawning against your face as it awakes.
Taste the cool breeze.
Eat the GREAT Thanksgiving dinner as
You think about Autumn.
Zach White Elementary School
Grade 5 |
A Rich Land
Above and beyond the rainbow is a rich land.
Run down the side of the rainbow, where a pot of gold shall
stand,
Ignore the selfish leprechauns for they will not try to
steal,
Chase you if they dare, cause they only want a deal.
Hold your jewels tightly, or they’ll be out of sight.
Long golden rivers are visible at night,
And diamonds shine like stars, so bright,
Not a care in this world, for it’s a rich land,
Doesn’t this lifestyle sound just grand?
Zach White Elementary School
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When The Sky Is Gray
When the sky is gray, I feel blue.
I wish that I could be with you.
At night when the stars come out
They shine all night, but you are gone
Without a doubt.
You left me and didn’t say goodbye.
I will always wonder why
Days aren’t the same anymore.
I look out the window
And the rainbow doesn’t shine like before.
Many days later I look out and hear a beautiful sound.
It was a bird.
And then again the sky is blue even without you.
H.D. Hilley School
Grade 5 |
The Horse
The excited whinny of a creature,
So wild, so free, what a feature!
It’s enormous head held up high,
An animal of wonder, what and why,
The hooves a shiny black with dew,
Scrapes and cuts, small and few.
His neck a thick, long part,
Huge hindquarters, muscular for start.
The broad back built to carry,
It’s mane and tail, thick and hairy.
Upon his face is a blaze,
Growing up through every phase.
The blaze white, the eyes brown,
Chestnut color up and down.
This is my horse, the horse of my dreams,
He’ll be number one, in all the themes.
Sanchez Middle School
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A Day With Out A Rainbow
A day without a rainbow
Is not a day for me.
A rainbow takes me to a
Place I want to be.
I climb up one end and
Down the other.
Then I am where I want to be.
A day without a rainbow
Is not a day for me.
H. D. Hilley School
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What Is Poetry?
What is poetry?
Who knows?
Not the Rose, but the
Scent of the rose.
Not the sky, but the
Light in the Sky.
Not the fly, but the
Gleam of the Fly.
Not the sea, but the
Sound of the Sea.
Not myself, but what makes me
See, hear, and feel!
Something that prose cannot do:
So what is it?
Who knows?
Poetry is poetry.
Robert R. Rojas Elementary School
Grade 5 |
The Mirror
The mirror shows what everyone’s sees,
Sometimes not even yourself is
Aware of what your true feelings are
You think you’re content,
But you are not.
Your eyes are gleeful and your smile is strong,
And yet you go on feeling glum and blue,
You feel miserable, but can not show it.
For fear of betraying yourself,
So you hide behind a smile.
Until one day it all changes,
You appear the same,
Your eyes gleeful, with your smile so strong.
But now you feel as if to let your actual self out,
If they really love you, deep and true.
They will accept you as you are.
And as for betraying yourself, you will not do so,
For you must carry on as the mirror shows
You.
Le Barron Park Elementary School
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