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When I was in primary school, I got into a major argument with a boy in my class. I can’t  1  what the it was about, but I have never forgotten the  2  I learned that day.
I was  3  that I was right and he was wrong--and he was sure that I was wrong and he was right. The  4  decided to teach us a very important lesson. She  5  both of us up to the  6  of the class and  7  him on one side of her desk and me on  8 . In the middle of her desk was a large, round object. I could  9 see that it was black. She asked the boy what  10 the object was. “White,” he answered.

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