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	<title>Comments on: Remembering the Past</title>
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		<title>By: Dawn Pile</title>
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		<dc:creator>Dawn Pile</dc:creator>
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		<description>Thank you for opening up my memory bank during the reading of your trip back to &quot;name&quot; my own teachers, recall classmates, and &quot;take a walk&quot; through my elementary school.  It also made me think of what I know about where my K-6 classmates landed and how our years together make me think of them with affection.  And we thought we were so old in those beginning years!  They were formative in a multitude of ways and to this day not only do I recall my truly favorite teachers but I always ask my mother about &quot;my favorite teacher&quot;...a code for my least favorite. Her influence also remains, but now that I see her with adult eyes I have gained some understanding of my childhood classroom experience...I&#039;m still working on the feelings.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thank you for opening up my memory bank during the reading of your trip back to &#8220;name&#8221; my own teachers, recall classmates, and &#8220;take a walk&#8221; through my elementary school.  It also made me think of what I know about where my K-6 classmates landed and how our years together make me think of them with affection.  And we thought we were so old in those beginning years!  They were formative in a multitude of ways and to this day not only do I recall my truly favorite teachers but I always ask my mother about &#8220;my favorite teacher&#8221;&#8230;a code for my least favorite. Her influence also remains, but now that I see her with adult eyes I have gained some understanding of my childhood classroom experience&#8230;I&#8217;m still working on the feelings.</p>
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