{2e Tuesday} Launching the twice-exceptional young adult
It’s not as though there’s a handbook to this young adult stage of life, and even if there were, our G2e kids are never in those books so it wouldn’t help anyway.
It’s not as though there’s a handbook to this young adult stage of life, and even if there were, our G2e kids are never in those books so it wouldn’t help anyway.
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