Dreaming of sitting in writers' class, the teacher being a friendly cane wielding rabbit, who perfectly understands how the cane is to be used for reward and his soft furry paw as encouragement....
Why was school never like that?
cariad
Dreaming of sitting in writers' class, the teacher being a friendly cane wielding rabbit, who perfectly understands how the cane is to be used for reward and his soft furry paw as encouragement....
Why was school never like that?
cariad
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