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<blockquote data-quote="angel" data-source="post: 2437670" data-attributes="member: 212232"><p>My name is Matthew Brisebois. Im Number #1 on the Piedmont Hills High basketball team. After practice Mrs. Chase, our 9th grade homeroom teacher called me over to her room.</p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>“ Did your mom get the report card I gave to you yesturday?”</p><p></p><p>“ Oh no”</p><p></p><p>“Make sure you give it to her tonight”</p><p></p><p>“I will” “Hopefully” under my breath</p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>After our brief conversation I walked home that evening. When I got to the house I rang it and heard Dads footsteps coming towards the door. When he opened it he gave me a welcoming smile and I trotted down into the house. As soon as I got in my room I dug through the trash can and found my crumpled report card. There was not a single A, except for Physical Education.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="angel, post: 2437670, member: 212232"] My name is Matthew Brisebois. Im Number #1 on the Piedmont Hills High basketball team. After practice Mrs. Chase, our 9th grade homeroom teacher called me over to her room. “ Did your mom get the report card I gave to you yesturday?” “ Oh no” “Make sure you give it to her tonight” “I will” “Hopefully” under my breath After our brief conversation I walked home that evening. When I got to the house I rang it and heard Dads footsteps coming towards the door. When he opened it he gave me a welcoming smile and I trotted down into the house. As soon as I got in my room I dug through the trash can and found my crumpled report card. There was not a single A, except for Physical Education. [/QUOTE]
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