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Personal Narrative: A Walk On The Trail
My heart sank when I heard that Shaxton was my partner for the day’s hike. He wasn't a bad kid, but he was small and a little clumsy, and I don't think I'd ever heard him speak. The other campers tended to avoid him.
When I opened my mouth to protest, I realized I had no choice. Partnering with the campers was one of the most important duties of a junior counselor. Protecting their feelings was another.
Sure enough, hiking with Shaxton was painfully slow. As he picked his way over the roots and rocks on the trail, I started talking about the trees, the weather, the fun we were going to have at camp--anything to keep myself company. I was mid-sentence when I realized Shaxton was no longer beside me. I turned around to find him standing like
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