getting a call from my daughter who is assembling her very first classroom..listening to her excitement, her plans for the children she will teach, the projects she is putting together, and planning with me on doing an intergenerational pen pal craft exchange through out the year with my (hopefully I get this job) seniors and her kindergarteners. The thrill in her voice...I get teary eyed when I think of the many lives she is going to teach and what a wonderful person she is...
such joy...
such joy...
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Pole bachit, a lis chuye.
The field sees, the forest hears
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