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... I woke up before dawn that morning and decided to have a crack at my books. It wasn't as easy as I'd expected—turns out that having the memories of a grown-up doesn't mean my brain is grown-up too.
My underdeveloped eleven-year-old brain wasn't as sharp as I'd hoped. It had a short attention span, but sheer willpower had to make up for it.
After four hours of shuffling through pages, I had a better picture of the first-year curriculum.
At least I don't have to work extra ...
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