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Burdick School: A Short Story

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Hi there, it 's your home girl Kiera, and why don 't I just jump into this very prolonged and complicated story.

Ever since I have attended Burdick school, I have been known as a Seefeldt. Now, some people might not really get it, but the ones who have been here awhile possibly know what I 'm talking about. Seefeldt happens to be one of my two last names, and for some that 's all you know. Well, the Seefeldt name has had a history with A.E. Burdick school, for better or worse. Let 's just say five other Seefeldt 's have been here before me. Let me explain how this all started.
My grandma, Rita Seefeldt, had been an aspiring new teacher on the prowl for a new job. Well, in 1986 her hopes and dreams came true. She had landed a new job at the fine …show more content…

*As all this was going on, my grandma was still teaching away here. *

Well, a few years went by, and not only did the two sisters move up into new grades, my Unlce Greg came to Burdick school, looked upon as a Pee-Wee-Herman by his fellow older sisters. A year later Justin Seefeldt, the youngest of the group, was finally going to be enrolled into school, and you guessed it, that school had been Burdick. This meant that my grandma was teaching at A.E. Burdick school and her four children had attended the school as well.

Flash forward to when Gregory had been in eighth grade at Burdick, (meaning his two sisters had graduated already) a child who possessed the name of Kiera (Torres) Seefeldt would be enrolled that same year. This being said, my grandmother had still been working here. Not only was Greg in eighth Justin would be in 7th (He wasn 't, but that 's a whole story on its own.) Anyways, I had my two uncles to look up to (literally and figuratively) at Burdick. Well, that was until Greg had graduated, and the following year Justin did too. The year Justin graduated was the last year my Granny-Poo worked at A.E. Burdick, leaving me to face and embrace the school all by myself for the rest of my years at

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