As It Happens

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Wednesday, September 3, 2008

Teacher to Teacher

You are so visibly not here. Now that you are gone, an eerie emptiness envelopes every classroom and hallway space you so gracefully walked on. And that slanted eye- whose favorable twinkle could send moons colliding and spark fiery blazes enough to instantly singe ice age glaciers: Hmmmm! What's to... Sign in to see full entry.

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