You are given a short poem which is written by a kid. Your task is to predict if the kid is in elementary school or high school. Anyone who is from grade 1st to 6th-grade will be considered as in elementary school, and 7th to 12th-grade kids will be considered as in high school. There are only two possible outputs, i.e., elementary and high. All inputs have at least one output and it cannot have both categories at a time.

[EX Q]: who be this person that appear in my dream and thought which confuse me a lot what be this dream that i have at night that make me wake up in a blanket of fright where be this land that i go to in my sleep which seem so real and in my mind i keep when be we go to find out for real what dream really be and with nightmare how to deal why do we get these image and flash in our head whenever we go to sleep in our bed whoever can answer these question i wonder think real hard if you 're right but if you be wrong then think again of your mysterious dream at night
[EX A]: high

[EX Q]: god make man and god make woman we be all human make of tissue bone and flesh our body at birth be fresh make in our mother 's womb life become a bloom our body become immune to a world sometimes out of tune in sickness and in health our body be our big wealth the gift of time a we grow so many thing we do not know our body can become ill and time stand still caner be well know by all and if diagnose be a wake up call there be many kind of cancer but still no answer still look for a cure no one be ever sure please god hearour prayer for all those in need of care we pray for all who suffer in pain through god 's love we have alot to gain cancer spread like a fire and our body become so tired all over the world people be sick and die of caner please god send a sign and find an answer thank you god for watch over each of u those who have go to rest they pass the true test now in heaven at your side theya re free and will no longer cry we believe in you your love be true you be the cure that keep our faith secure in memory of my mother who pass away with pancreatic cancer god bless her
[EX A]: high

[EX Q]: there once be a cat who be too fat when he walk his ear would go flat left right up and down his bushy tail could knock over a town meow here meow there when he cry no one would care but on a sunny day this fat cat walk in someone 's way it be a girl whose hair be curl and when she pickeed him up he lick her while she drink from a tea cup the end
[EX A]:
high