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NEXT PERIOD, MANDELA and I were in different classes. She had photography. I was in Brother Anwar’s Wrighteous Class. I was the first to arrive in Wrighteous.
“Good afternoon, little Sister Setaphire!”
“Hello!”
“My name is Brother Anwar, please, have a seat. Creative writing, writing creatively.”
I raised my hand. “Yes, Setaphire.”
“Where is everybody else?”
“Well, Xxodus is in Dance Class. Unclukulu is in voice class. Mandela is in photography.”
“She loves taken pictures.”
“Mandela is a talented photographer.”
“6th period, everyone is in one student, one teacher environment. Now that’s covered, let’s get this party started.”
“Excellent grammar makes a good writer but doesn’t necessarily make a great writer. We have too many good writers and very few great writers.
