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Constance
CONSTANCE 2 Teaching the Alphabet Wrong We were children in an orphanage in Switzerland, the German part. It was in a small village. I did have a mother somewhere. She would come and get me once in a while. I was forced to be with her. She didn’t like me. It was always a nightmare to go with her. Whenever it was time for presents, like my birthday or the middle of summer, there was a chance I would have to be with my mother. She once gave me a present for my birthday. It was in a big box full of little plastic cheap dolls, the kind that…