While finally unpacking a bunch of boxes I had shipped myself from my parents house I came across my dad's 6th grade "Memory Book" circa 1955. It's full of cute little notes from fellow classmates (apparently rhyming was the big thing back then) and offers an interesting insight into his 11 year old self. This particular page really hit home. Little Miss Heisbrook's math is right on the money!
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