At 18, I hang on to dreams from my father.

The old chap should be hitting 60 next year. He has grown a bit frazzled. His big belly that I used tease when I was five is gone, his shoulders that he carried me on, are now haggard and his hair has gone all grey. I no longer run towards him when I spot him … Continue reading At 18, I hang on to dreams from my father.

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Teacher Susan.

For 6 months, 647 hours, I lived that name..." and it perhaps changed how my whole life works out or will ever work out." There are days I felt like quitting, and those days were many.Teaching was tough, the number books waiting to be marked overwhelming and the whole routine annoying.There are days that the … Continue reading Teacher Susan.