Mar 5, 2020
5 min read
What I Learned in Health Class
When fakes are presented often enough, they become their own kind of facts
Freshman year of high school, we had to take Health Education with Mr. V., whose wire-rimmed glasses and khaki pants I can still see as clearly as if they’d been worth remembering. I dreaded Mondays because sometimes at the start of class, he would tell everyone that he and I had seen…
