I was in what appeared to be a chemistry class. It seemed to be a third or fourth grade class. I remembered I had once before studied chemistry, but then had stopped.

The student sitting next to me was a fellow who had attended Grant Junior High School with me – his name was Don. He pulled the chair out from under another student named Gary Hamilton (a former classmate from junior high school) as Hamilton was seating himself and Hamilton fell on the floor. The teacher, a woman, raced over to Don and told him he must be paddled. She said he would receive two licks.

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