
I found myself having a familiar conversation the other day. At Schoolmates, we have a resident peacock. His name is Pickles. Pickles belongs to the farm behind the school and is free to roam. He often roams toward the school. He sits on the railing and looks in the windows, he greets parents and children at the entryway, he roosts in the trees above the playground and on the school roof, and h…
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