Friday, December 13, 2013

12.12.13

I've stopped appreciating all the small things my students do and say each day that I once found odd and sweet.

Today I realized that I've grown so accustomed to awkward conversations that it's normal to be told "I love you" as an exit strategy. 

Such was the case at lunchtime today when a girl came to talk to me. She exhausted her vocabulary and instead of struggling on, trying to find the appropriate word, she changed tack completely, truncated her sentence and professed her love instead. 

This job certainly does make you feel good. 

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