This was my first school year there...3rd grade, I think. I cropped in on myself because Robin wasn't in my class that year.
There is beautiful Robin on the left. You can see I circled him with green marker, many years ago. I'm just a few down from him, making a weird face.
Gosh, I think he got cuter this year, don't you? He's on the top row, second from the left. And I'm on the second row, far left, wearing a strange patchwork-looking sweater. My childhood style leaves much to be desired...but Robin loved me anyway. Actually, in all honestly, I think this was unrequited love. He didn't care about me at all, except for maybe liking all the attention from the American girl. Oh, Stephanie. It's a good thing you grew up, eventually.
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Hah! I love the French. I was not there near as long as you, so I never fell in love...the only ones I even thought were cute were always German...but I'm a Ludwig, so maybe that makes sense.
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