Caroline Fisher Monologue

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I have been patiently waiting for my first day of school and it's finally here. I walk through the doors and see all of the kids. All with their own incongruities. Some kids are big, some are small, some are clean, and some are dirty. I finally get to my classroom and my teacher, Miss Caroline Fisher, looks at me with a stern look. I could tell then I was excited to be in school for nothing, but I knew that when she found out how smart I am she'd like me. As class went on I found out that I was wrong. "Scout, quit showing off," she rudely says when I was reading to the other students. "I wasn't trying to show off, I was trying to help the other students." I explain. We were about to go to lunch and a little boy didn't

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