In second grade, I met my first nemesis, Sister Marcella. Whenever you didn’t follow the path she laid out for you, you were immediately sent to sit in the trashcan. This battered, green, round metal bin and I became fast friends.
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While driving into work today, I heard on the radio a request for listeners to call in with “advice” for graduating seniors. I was instantly curious to see what advice well-meaning folk would have for these fresh-faced graduates.
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