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         <description><![CDATA[<div><strong><em>By Rosa Bravo<br></em></strong><br>I remember when I was in high school. I was 15 years old, I was small, I was thin and I was cute. I had a fantastic group of friend who were my classmates too. We were organized.  We were always focused in our studies; we were always doing our homework and paying attention to the classes, so we were good students. We were together all the time, we were good friends. Our classmates didn’t like to spend time with us because they thought we weren’t funny. They said that we were bored people and for that reason we weren’t part of their group. We had a teacher named Maria. She wasn’t old. She was a pretty girl. She was amazing. She was an excellent person. She always helped us when we needed her and she always advised us about the future, so we were always thinking about what we wanted to study at the university. So, today we are who we decided to be thanks to her and our dedication. </div><div><br><br></div>]]></description>
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