instruction:
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.
question:
fall be full of red tree it taste like red gummy bear that be in my trick-or-treat bag it smell like beautiful mum it sound like leaf blow in the wind it look like tree with red leaf it make me feel like the wind blowing in my hair
answer:
elementary


question:
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
answer:
high


question:
hi ia 'm a. oh god how can i sing when do i make a sin oh god i cana't express my gender the world see me a a sinner when will they accept this wonder you create me unique yes ia 'm different from them but why people feel panic when my hand touch them people keep the valueless thing in a centre room but they treat me like a broom i will never ever get a groom because i dona't have a womb if i satisfy your need in a room then why cana't you take me to your home yes i cana't fee the child by my breast it doesna't mean ia 'm a beast i can shower the motherly love a my best so dona't think me bad oh god ia 'm in gloom but one day i will bloom yes i cana't change the word what they say but i can change the world if one power can do then why cana't two yes i bear a a man then bloom a a power of woman now i know my power thank you god for make me super
answer:

high