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I was in third grade and I had been feeling ill. So, I was in the nurse's office and she has news radio on. They came on to say it happened and so I heard it before most of our school because they didn't have us watch it. I went back to my class and said what happened and the teacher called me an outright liar. Which, sticks with me because I knew I wasn't lying and was a goodie two shoes kid. So, there was no reason to think I would be lying. Then, the next day the jerk had to apologize to me in front of the class.
That was the day I decided I wanted to go to journalism school because I got a weird buzz out of breaking the story.
My mom was a science teacher and had applied to be on the shuttle. So, I was also glad she hadn't made it.
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