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First Gradeby Rachel A. GoldWhen I was six, my mother said"Come, dear, and hold my hand At school you'll learn so many things And things you'll understand" When we got there, we climbed some steps The hall was dark and cool - We went into a great big room - And there we were - in school! It looked to me a splendid place The teacher greeted me. My mother said, "Miss Dimpsecy My little girl, you see" - And soon I loved Miss Dimpsecy And then I learned to tell What words said, and then I knew That I could read quite well.
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