Thursday, March 14, 2013
73/365 "Worry does not empty tomorrow of its sorrow, it empties today of its strength." ~ Corrie ten Boom
I stand like that sometimes with my hands on my hips. I can see my mother in my hands and in that pose.
I stand like that when I am listening. When I am worrying.
I don't think I will ever get used to what poverty does to students. Six moves since August. Living in a sleazy hotel which is a step up from the house with holes in the floor. Wondering if there enough food for everyone. Lying to protect the parents when there isn't.
Today, my heart hurt for several students.
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