I dream that I am teaching again, and having assigned the class independent work, I am spending time connecting with each student to see if they are grasping the material. It’s my favourite part of teaching, and I wake up wondering if I’ll ever have that feeling again. So rewarding. It is bittersweet, growing old. […]
Really wasn’t your faultthis fury that overcame –Words evoked onslaught,a raging river of pain. Didn’t mean to push you,miscalculated my aim,swimming in swamp watersnot a recommended game. You floundered, gurgled,cursed me by name –our love story, now viralbrought an alligator fame. (Image my own. Tale is totally fictional, I promise.)
Your photo and words have made a lovely agreement!
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Thanks, Heather!
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A pleasure.
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The agreement…agreeable in nature. Live your words and photo.
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Did you mean to type “live you words”? I’m thinking not, but this is a friendly reminder. Thanks.
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Love your words! Crazy auto correct! Ha!
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hahaha.
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Crazy auto correct! Love your words!
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Oh so very beautiful 😀
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Thanks Cee!
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