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How Was School Back in the Day Grandma

how was school for you back in the day, Grandma? Well, I could barely read my own writing The wagon wheels hit every single bump along the Oregon trail. Why didn’t you ride in a car or a truck? He asked me. All we had were covered wagons back then. We had to throw out granny’s organ though; it weighed too much. Couldn’t get over the mountains with it. What mountains? The Missouri Mountains. I didn’t know there were any Missouri Mountains! Not any more, I told him, the giant alligators ate them. My daughter is running her finger around her ear. But he does not notice. At age seven, he still loves my stories.

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