There was this woman I knew who was in my class last semester. We worked on projects together, and I knew she was an older student. I'd guess that she was in her mid-thirties?
Today, I read a feature in the school paper, and she was one of the people interviewed for it. Turns out she has a 13 year old kid. Isn't that crazy? I was just 5 years older than her child and I remember being the one organizing the meetings and telling everyone what to do. We met a couple of times to do the project, but we never talked about personal lives.
It's crazy how everyone has different lives that we don't know about behind the label of "student".
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