Personal Narrative: The Rhetoric Of Mental Illness

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February started with a caucus of my own: my car broke down and I got sick all at the same time. I won't be able to go to class today. I've already texted and emailed my students. I've also send assignments to cover. I am sorry for this last minute call as I honestly thought I was going to be able to make

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