Once upon a time, there was an average Joe named... let's just say Joe. This short story takes place during Joe's School years.
It was Joe's first day of school as he entered an indeterminate grade level. His teacher introduced herself. This was different.
Joe's teacher seemed supportive of thought and individuality. She was respectful. She even seemed more interested in helping with rather than hindering the educational process. What was going on?
Joe could only think of one possibility for the abnormal behavior from his teacher that made any sense. He had to be dreaming.
As soon as Joe realized what was happening, he woke up.
The end
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