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aliceisms:

I just ordered a 1-cent copy of The Thorn Birds novel. Feeling like a gi[ggi]ddy dorkus.

There was a substitute teacher in 4th grade who pretty much let us do whatever we wanted at our desk (so long as we were silent) while she sat at her desk reading paperback romance novels. One day she broke…

I read The Thorn Birds when I was about that age too. Maybe a little older. Certainly no older than 6th grade. In retrospect, I’m a little surprised my parents let me read it, but I suppose I shouldn’t be, since I pulled a fairly battered and creased version off their bookshelf to do it…