My class😇
This is my class. These seventeen boys and girls have become my joy and silent tears.😅 Initially they were nineteen but Gloria and Goretti changed school after three weeks. The school where I teach has parents that make random decisions because of the financial situation in which they are. Whatever works out is good for us. I know where there is a will there is a way. I miss those two little angel-devils though. Here you go now, my class everybody ♥️😘 baby class.
Renah - miss Lil brown sugar.
Ivan - brilliant lito stammerer
Junior - low voiced playful to a fault
Junior - head to the left always when red handed
Patricia - the doe-eyed princess
Whitney - the class monitor
Derrick - foreign little soldier, he did not know any language that we shared
Jimmy - thick eyebrows, beautiful face
Shevan - has a best friend in KG2
Sharif - lips like Nemo's
Gloria - curly hair acts all mature and shy
Robert - quiet but brilliant
Alvin - cheesy smile
Owen - lost in his world
Blessing - deep voice, artistic fingers
Toby - class mother
Oops! Almost forgot this one;
Erevic not now auto-correct it's Erevic not revive! Geez! I know I've never heard of that name before not in my twenty one years of existence but here we are😂
Seven weeks later...
I hear the village folk say that it's not Erevic, the boy's name is Elvis. The problem with the 'th...' sound is what got us here in the first place. When I asked him what his name was that's what he said, 'Erevic...' not. Now that I focus on it deeply I think he said, 'Erevithhh...' emphasis on the 'th...' which I heard as a 'vic...'
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Music to My Soul
RandomThis is a story about things that I find funny through life. Life is not necessarily happy throughout but during each moment I try to create the humor that I need to keep going. Smile 😊 it's healthy. It is a book about a kindergarten teacher who's...
