>The Class Of Life

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Sitting here quietly I begin to wonder, “What grade am I in?”
My mind goes back to all of the classes that I’ve had to attend
I started to grade all of my lessons from the life experience class
Not to mention the ones repeated because the first time I didn’t pass
Remedial class brought shame because it meant I didn’t learn the lesson
That I hadn’t stop to raise my hand nor did I stop to ask one question
Repeating some classes for the second and sometimes third time
Made me proud that I hadn’t given up nor did I try to resign
I thank God for the opportunity to let experience be my teacher
It taught me that failure was not an option and to become a wisdom seeker
So when I really thought about it, it’s not the grade that I am in
But the lessons that I have learned is what matters in the end
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