In first grade we had to make a drawing of a mural depicting two horses that was on our school wall.
So I went back to school after lunch, sat down for an hour and copied it as good as I could.
Of course everybody else just drew vaguely horse-shaped stick figures.
The next day the teacher didn't believe I had made my drawing and accused me of having had help from my parents.
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