![]() My bookish ways were a weakness in the eyes of my classmates, one they could exploit for their own entertainment, except for one time each year: the annual classroom reading competition. Whenever I could, I would escape into books. ![]() You can see how this would endear me to my classmates. ![]() In some of my classes, this meant I was often called upon to be the "class monitor", and to report students who were not following directions or who broke the rules. I was often teased for being a teacher's pet, a judgement that was in no small part reinforced by the fact that I found it impossible to disobey my teachers. Most of the students in my blue-collar, working class school didn't get me, and as we see all too often, people are not usually that nice to people they don't understand. In elementary school, I was quiet and bookish, and I tried not to be noticed. I don't ever remember NOT being able to read, and many of my childhood memories revolve around laying on my bed reading. It should come as no surprise to any of my readers that I'm an OG book nerd. ![]()
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