The name has now changed to West Middle School in Muscatine,Iowa
No other school compared to junior high. In grade school I was average and shy. But something special happened in the year I entered seventh grade. I lost my fear! It seemed I grew new wings that let me fly. No other school compared to junior high. New friends that could appreciate my ways I found in middle school. What happy days! I got straight A’s my first year, but I was A jokester too. It felt so cool because no other school compared to junior high. To “ordinary me” I said goodbye! A woman I was turning into. Bliss was mine with boyfriends and my first real kiss. I’d learned my worth and great new things to try. No other school compared to junior high! Written Feb. 7, 2016
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