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I know just how you feel. I lost my moorings when the school district changed its boundaries in my 5th grade. I lost my school, my friends, everything that felt safe and familiar to me. I cry every time I watch the wizard of Oz as Dorothy is clicking her
heels
sThen saying over and over “There’s no place like home.”
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