My schoollife...
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Ongoing, First published Nov 07, 2022
In this "story" I'll write down my school days.
It will mainly be about teachers and my problems at home.
My english is not good! That's why I write this story in english (to get better).
When I'm grown I want to be a teacher too. It is my dream job since I came to high school. 
My very favorite teacher is Mrs. S
But also my favorites are: 1. Mrs. B 
                                                 2. Mrs. H (but she is pregnant. Means: she is not at school at the moment)
                                                 3. Mrs. M
                                                 4. Mrs. R
                                                 5. Mrs. K
                                                 6. Mrs. E (I am not sure if I can trust her, I'm a little suspicious of her. But Mrs. B loves her very much! Thats why I think she is nice)

Mrs. B and Mrs. E are my classteachers. I love them very much!

There are many more teachers at our school that I like very very much! 

This is something like a diary to me.
I hope you enjoy reading<3
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