Jenny Roh

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Later that school year I tripped and fell by the entrance to my classroom where we hung up our coats. A nail hit my knee and I wailed. As I was crying on the ground, all that I had been through suddenly hit me. I cried for a very long time, for everything that had happened to me up to that point.
Hello, Molly!: A Memoir
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