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	<img alt="" src="{filedir_5}Lydia1.jpg" style="width: 250px; height: 188px; float: right;" />Here is a story: nine third graders, three chaperones, and one excited-but-flustered twenty-two year old walk into a rec building to put on snowshoes. The latter, the instructor, huddles the eight-year-olds into a circle. &ldquo;Tell me your name, and then tell me something that starts with the same letter of your name,&rdquo; Pizza. Newt. Hare. Banana. Jumping Bean. These are their monikers for the remainder of the day, as they are strapped into their winter apparatuses and guided on a wobbly winter hike.</p>
