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At the reunion, someone brought an old school notebook in which we all wrote something at the graduation party.
It turned out that I wrote funny poems about teachers in it. It was so long ago that I had forgotten.
My former literature teacher, who also came, asked me to read one.
We were laughing so hard that tears were coming.
After that, I realized that I needed to value my memories more.
This meeting was so heartwarming. We are all so grown up now...half of our lives are behind us....And these memories brought us back to those carefree times
