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14 pairs of big brown eyes. Eyes I fell in love with the moment I looked into the classroom. Eyes so open, so willing to see.
14 exotic names from every corner of the globe. Names I soon learned by heart. Names with meanings I would soon come to appreciate.
14 colorful characters, each one challenging me to take a good look at this world. Challenging me to live, to learn, to grow, as they did.
14 smiles. Smiles that made every Thursday morning feel like a fresh spring shower, washing away everything polluted by those who should know better.
14 stories to tell. Stories that babes should not yet have to tell. But they did. And I listened. And I felt powerless, incapable of turning those stories into fairytales.
14 brasa’s on the day I left. All of them filled with a love pure and without any expectation or fear of being rejected. A love I yearned for to give a wholly as they could.
14 butterflies painted on a canvas so I would remember. As if I could ever forget.
14 reasons, 14 very good reasons that I should become a teacher.
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Posted by MaryH on 2008-01-31 17:49:25 | Rating: n/a | Views: 67
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