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We Are the Eighth Graders

We are the eighth graders the mighty mighty eighth graders Their mantra is loud and confident, a battle cry. They sound proud and ready to face the day. They are gathering a crowd of eight graders now. They are an excited, jubilant happy mob. We are the eight graders, the mighty mighty EIGHTH GRADERS! Their first day in high school, and they are psyching themselves up. Before they enter the high school as freshman, the bottom of the rung. Suspecting they are going to be beaten down, put down, pushed down Cranked, pranked, and possibly spanked by last year’s eighth graders. They have older siblings, so they have been warned. They march in as a mob, expecting the worst.

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Date: 5/24/2021 10:01:00 PM
hey lady, sorry I haven't been around.. space case here, but here I am. This is so good, my son still talks about how they Aniciate the freshman. My granddaughter was different, they cheered her on because she is an A's softball player.
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 5/25/2021 6:37:00 AM
They like to show them who the "bosses" are.
Date: 5/24/2021 1:57:00 PM
Ah, so true!
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 5/25/2021 6:38:00 AM
I am so "in school mode" now and three weeks we will be finished - out on June 11th at noon.

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