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ERASED t even in Special Ed. We get reports in Special Ed. They don't give us gradesknife, and got all the carrots in the soup pot and never spilled a single one. Not even any. And I didn't cut myself. My Nana was so cheery when I got a B, she made me a don't know. Like how to make the numbers go right. They always go somewhere but not where they're s'posed to. Running all over the page and jumping up and down. Putting themselves together so nobody can tell my story. I erase all the bad numbers and woin my page. My new teacher, in Special Ed, don't She said I had more holes in my head than in my paper. Know what I think? I think she got erased. We make hamburgers in House. That's the best part. 'Specially the french fries. Mama used to make hamburgers too. Mama made the best hamburgers in the whole world. Mama was like my old teacher. Sometimes. She said I had holes in my head too. She was wrong. I looked in the mirror and never saw a single one. I don't know why she she's coming back but she just wobbles her wrong?" I don't think Nana's wrong. She knows everything. How to make the numbers go right. She reads whole books to me at night, and gets all the words right. She tucks me in my bed and kisses me goodnight. Nana says for me to have sweet sugar dreams. Or apple pie dreams. My Nana's gonna be real cheery about my A. I take Chorus, in e way through, all by myselfme at all. You want to hear my song? Row, row, row your boat….Gently down the stream…..Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily….Life is but a dream…..Sometimes I dream about Mama….Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily……Life is but a dream.