JuSt AnOtHeR DaY
Sunday, July 22
A Teacher's Place
Its sunday and im here seating reminiscing my past work being a teacher. I do miss the scene in the classrom but I realized I do not belong to that profession. Just got touch by this annecdote I read.
At the beginning of my work I saw myself standing on the bank of a river. All the people were swimming around in the river, and I'm shouting instructions at them.
Later on in my work when I began to learn more, I saw myself as wading out into the water a little bit and reaching out my hand to help.
Now, in my work, I realize that I am swimming around in the river just like everyone else.
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