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A childhood belief about counting

Before I went to Kindergarten and was learning to count, I always left out the number 8: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 9, 10. And my mum and dad would always say (so they would tell me, as I don't remember this): "What ever happened to poor old 8?" And I apparently would have no idea. And strange enough, 8 is my favorite number today!

— Jill

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