Hobbling along, a boy described the song. Children followed. He is the poet.
Fairy tales - truth and wisdom.
The sentence finds a way to speak itself.
Writing is an adventure.
Hexagram #20. Examining. Washed but not offered. Confidence in discretion. What is w/o action.
A glimmer of clarity.
Curious enrolled in an English class.
It was a Push Them Through English Scool, said Fool.
He was a native barbarian.
I need English vocabulary and the confidence to speak, to use it, said one.
I know my English is not grammatically perfect, but I know my English is fluent, said a student.
You are the teachers, Fool said to a room of passive dull beginners.
Brainwashed by the insert country here education system.
The less I do the fewer mistakes I make, one said. Smiling with cunning social intelligence.
The fewer mistakes I make, said another with cunning social intelligence, the less I am criticized.
You got that BS write.
Light my fire, said one.
Feed me, said another. I am not a participant. I am a willing victim.
Life is sacrifice. I sacrificed my life.
I know what you mean, said another SAD student.
See with soft eyes.
Don't think, LOOK.
Once upon a time there was a private school in Laos.
A foreign teacher faced 12 seventh graders.
Week eleven.
How many of you trust yourself? he asked.
One girl raised her hand. With confidence.
11 mutes stared blank. Weak eleven.
Thank you for your attention.
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