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Photographic Memory

December 9, 2012 General ,

Grade one to grade three, I was in Section One.  Many of my classmates belonged to privileged families.  For no reasons, I was transferred to Section Two in Grade Four.

My teacher in Grade Four discovered and recognized my unique talents, surpassing all my classmates.  That time, books were rare in the public schools.  The teachers usually wrote the lessons on the blackboard for the pupils to copy and then erased afterward.  The teacher used to ask question regarding the topic she had written.  To her amusement, I recited word by word everything she wrote right after she erased it.  The whole year, she witnessed my various talents and gave me my deserving grades.

The teacher in Grade Five could not negate my high grades and was compelled to accept me in Section One again until Grade Six.  I graduated in elementary school with three honors.