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On a crisp fall afternoon, my four-year-old son was helping rake leaves in the front yard of our farmhouse. I glanced up just in time to see a flock of geese flying over and pointed out how they flew in a formation shaped like a V.
He patiently watched them as they disappeared over the horizon and then turning to me and asked, “Do they know any other letters?”
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