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In kindergarten there was a schedule of play time. Every day a different
set of kids got to play in a different area of the room: the blocks,
the art supplies, the books, etc. One of the areas was the sandbox outside
in the back yard. The sandbox, being outside and uncovered, was...well...gross. It was often wet, usually sprinkled with leaves and sticks, and always chock full of cat shit. Everyone in the class dreaded Sandbox Day.
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