A Bright Clearing I AM.

There are worn-out circular paths around that bush. I can't help it... venturing off has always been my nature.

Monday, November 26, 2007

I Miss Nicole.

She's the sweetest little girl ever. I used to teach her English but we both always managed to end up building dollhouses from cereal boxes and furniture boxes.:)

She'd always hug me and kiss my cheek and call out in the cutest voice, "Teacher Shoil!"

And when it's time to say bye-bye, she'd always pull my hand back inside and tell me not to go.

And while walking away, I would suddenly hear her running to me for a last hug.

Then one Monday morning, she wasn't in school anymore. Her mom took her away.

I didn't even get to hug her goodbye.

I've been missing her for the past two years.

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