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Teachers can make it worse by trying to help, too. In fourth grade I was sitting alone on the playground, as was usual and fine with me, and the teacher came up and wanted to know why I wasn't playing with the other kids. Well, the short answer was they didn't like me and I was happier being alone. Oh no, she insisted, that can't be true. She marched me over to the large group of popular kids and ordered them to stop ostracizing me and "let" me play with them. Yeah, that didn't have any unintended consequences as soon as her back was turned again, no sirree.
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