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Answer of these question in a short paragraph (about 30 words).

Did Margie have regular days and hours for school? If so, why?

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Yes, Margie had regular days and hours for school. This was because her mother believed that learning at regular hours helped little girls learn better. Her mechanical teacher was also on at the same time everyday except Saturday and Sunday.

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Chapter 1.1: The Fun They Had - Thinking about the Text [Page 10]

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NCERT English - Beehive Class 9
Chapter 1.1 The Fun They Had
Thinking about the Text | Q 3.6 | Page 10

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