I have a similar memory. I wrote an essay about a poem. The poem was assigned to us, but for some reason the subject matter really chimed with me personally. I

I have a similar memory. I wrote an essay about a poem. The poem was assigned to us, but for some reason the subject matter really chimed with me personally. I thought about it a lot, and—as a result—ended up writing a great essay. Because I did well, I was accused of cheating in front the class. Teachers are definitely fallible.