What a Life: Sixth grade was a harried experience

What a Life: Sixth grade was a harried experience

Way back when, when I was in the​ sixth ​grade, I had a teacher that for some reason I wasn’t too popular with. ​Miss Peters was her name, and it took a bit of hair pulling to get her to change her mind about me. One morning, sitting at my desk, (which was next to an outside wall, and was the last in the row) there was a girl seated in front of me, and somehow, she pinched her hand between her seat and the front of my desk. She let out a wail, a…