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Oh the places we go when we read

 

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When I was a little girl, we had a bookmobile that came to our village every two weeks.  When school ended for the summer, my favorite thing to do was check out a pile of books from the bookmobile.  I would lay on a blanket in the front lawn and read and read and read.

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