Losing my grandmother was harder than I thought it would be and when she passed away in April 1986, about six weeks before graduation it seemed as though had lost my will to do anything, and my schoolwork seemed to suffer the most. I can remember falling asleep in my economics class and Herb Johnson sat behind me. Every time I would nod off he would always be poke me in the back with his pencil to wake me up. It got to be an everyday occurrence. (from my ENG 102 paper) :)
Posted on: Tue, 10 Sep 2013 12:23:04 +0000
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