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As a child, it is fair to say that I was raised by my grandparents. My earliest recollections date back to about the age of four. My grandmother managed an in home daycare with about ten students and 5 who would come after elementary school. It was open till 5:30 p.m. so I became quite familiar with the other students enrolled. Being that I was among the youngest I enjoyed the benefits of having twice the education as the other students. I would learn phonetics with them in class, and once they were gone, my grandmother and I would have special “reading sessions”. An activity I would profit from for the rest of my life.
I remember being in the class room and reciting the letters of the alphabet along with the sound they

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