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It was the day that I stood up to my American History teacher regarding the half-truth teachings the education system was feeding us. I always look at every scenario from TWO perspectives. Never just the view provided by the one telling the story. Anyway, he sent me to the Dean's office for my lack of desire to apologize and submit to his teachings -- which I KNEW to be incorrect. I had heard about the Dean's paddle; but nothing could prepare me for the patterns I saw before my eyes the moment that tool of destruction tapped my backside for the first time! |