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A crayon mistake had me condemned at 6

At an early age I learned how it feels to be falsely accused. I was in the first grade at a small elementary school in Fortuna, Mo. My family was poor, and at the start of the school year I did not have a box of crayons, not even a small box of eight colors. One ...

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