Teacher: 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.
Teacher: Now, understand the problem? If you are still confused, see the following example:
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
Solution: high
Reason: The poem is long and linguistically well structured, and the prediction is correct.

Now, solve this instance: home be play music as loud a i desire every sound of strum echo through the hallway and reach through each room the melody of each key bounce off the wall like an easy game of pinball a strong calm rush run inside me a if witness an ocean wave when hit pitch perfect home be snuggle with vision of fantasy and dream through a book flip through the page until my eye feel heavy no longer able to keep them open million of word transform into a long movie in my head lose track of time get too catch up in different charactersa ' story feel their emotion and forget about reality home be be comfortable and not have to impress anyone where a bare face be flawless and perfect and m. a. c be not allow to come over my loose messy bun fall apart after about 3 minute of put it up not care if the color of my tee and sweat arena't completely match home be let out emotion any way i want cry on my pillow and wake up to baggy eye look like i havena't sleep in day slam door to keep out everything else while the wall shake from frustration ramble on to my best friend release all my bottle up feeling home be mix of aroma throughout the air steam white rice from my grandmothera 's soft palm fill the kitchen jasmine green tea dad buy specially for me in my hand still too hot to drink hold my breath on saturday not want to inhale the windex moma 's use to clean home be where i belong
Student:
high