I gave my students a writing assignment: "I love my ______."
This assignment now falls under more things I love:
"I love my frogs."
"I love my sister." She wrote it, then looked at me and said, "but not my other sister."
"I love my pistol."
"I love my dog but he's dead." (I wonder if the kid with the pistol had anything to do with that).
"I love my sea monkeys."
I love kindergarten.
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