[The answer is yes, eventhough he doesn't actually recall his experience in school. Amnesia is a funny thing like that. He surveys the classroom for a moment, assessing how to handle the situation. He's suppose to be the teacher in this story, unfortunately.
He claps his hands together.] All right, that's enough! To your seats. [He wasn't sure if that would work, but amazingly, the straw children actually stopped and went to their seats. Most of them.] That's not for eating. [He stops one of them from nibbling on a piece of chalk. He needs that, thank you. He'll assume his position in front of the class, brows furrowing. He has no idea what he should be teaching.]
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He claps his hands together.] All right, that's enough! To your seats. [He wasn't sure if that would work, but amazingly, the straw children actually stopped and went to their seats. Most of them.] That's not for eating. [He stops one of them from nibbling on a piece of chalk. He needs that, thank you. He'll assume his position in front of the class, brows furrowing. He has no idea what he should be teaching.]