I sent Maggie with the camera to explore what really happens in the schoolyard. She began with pictures of where you might expect the principal (aka the chief potato head) to park
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but he wasn't there. Fortunately, Joyce
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was in physics though there were no other signs that education happened that day. In physical education, the students
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decided to emulate a small liberal arts college.
The main event still eluded us. Finally, Maggie got into the office of DrK and took pictures of the magical book case
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and then some wonderful closeups
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followed by a picture of the king's chair
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but why didn't she sit in it? The finale were these pictures
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of his tea and mug collections.
Kudos to Maggie for a job well done.