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The Crazy Maisies
I wish, I wish, I wish I could go, I thought when our teacher Miss Creighton
first made the announcement.
". . . I will be taking names from all you eighth-grade girls in the next week,"
she continued. "All those who want to go must register before the end of
May, which only gives you two weeks."
A school trip to Venice. Two weeks in sunny Italy. I wanted to go more than
anything, ever, since the beginning of eternity and even before that.
"You going to put your name