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.

Example input: he look into your eye that same look just take your breathe away you feel at that moment that he be definitely the one for you but just when you realize that just as fast a he take your breathe away he take your heart and break it into tiny little piece and watch it burn
Example output: high
Example explanation: The poem is long and linguistically well structured, and the prediction is correct.
Q: a thin dab of paint & lt br & gt grace the end of the brush & lt br & gt a smile ease across her facea- & lt br & gt therea 's no need to rush & lt br & gt hand reach out & lt br & gt adjust paper a'til all be just right & lt br & gt gently tilt the bowl & lt br & gt watch water catch light & lt br & gt open window let the table & lt br & gt be soak in golden sun & lt br & gt shea 's mixing and swirling & lt br & gt let the color run & lt br & gt look up she see & lt br & gt a bird perch outside & lt br & gt it song mingles with summer & lt br & gt it yellow beak open wide & lt br & gt she sit and keep vigil & lt br & gt of the world beyond the sky & lt br & gt observe and listen to those & lt br & gt unseen by the human eye & lt br & gt the glowing orb up above & lt br & gt fade slowly into the twilight & lt br & gt still she make no move & lt br & gt and hold the brush tight & lt br & gt darkness begin to fall & lt br & gt but she see it not & lt br & gt then finally in the night & lt br & gt she find what she have seek & lt br & gt dance the brush across paper & lt br & gt fleck white with blue & lt br & gt she gaze again upon her subject & lt br & gt with interest anew & lt br & gt she work hard to capture beauty & lt br & gt from nightfall a'til dawn & lt br & gt even a morning begin & lt br & gt to creep across the lawn & lt br & gt finally her hand lower & lt br & gt and she let the brush fall & lt br & gt it have take hour & lt br & gt but shea 'd paint it all & lt br & gt stand up stiffly she & lt br & gt lay her art out to dry & lt br & gt then she leave the room & lt br & gt with a satisfied sigh & lt br & gt the worlda 's breath be draw & lt br & gt every creature be wait & lt br & gt newborn sunbeam shine & lt br & gt down on the painting & lt br & gt what she have wait for & lt br & gt and use a brush to express & lt br & gt be expose to alla- & lt br & gt no more no le & lt br & gt there bask in daylight & lt br & gt still damp in the heat of june & lt br & gt pearl with a glow of it own & lt br & gt be an alabaster full moon
A:
high