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Day 9 of The Seal: A 30-Day Micro-Memoir Series

The first and last time I hosted an exchange student, I got matched with a girl from Canada.

She was the first Canadian I’d ever known. She may have spent a few days or a week with us.

Her name was Robin. I remember when she told me that she said, “Robin, like the bird.”

She slept in the spare twin bed in my room.

We ate yogurt out of small cartons, and I w…