Month: August 2007

Intention Mistaken

“Are there any teachers who only want money?” the question came to me abruptly in the middle of the class. All my 9 students looked at me. Eagerness, plainly written over all their entire body and face. That moment...

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The Day I Needed a Hug

The whistling sounds, tapping, water running on my window pane woke me up this morning. I was still lazing in bed. I glanced and the sky still looked dark. While laying in bed,I felt this sudden heavy pressure in my heart, an...

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