Reposting Mozart and adding de Montfort to keep me and, perhaps, you, sequestered and protected from adults, all those obsessed with material goods and power, and those who think they are not, are most often the ones who are, even the people who are supposed to love me. One man told me I am opinionated. If I were not, I would be an empty shell and not a man. I am a self-centered, leonine faker without a band of followers. Am I disappointed? Not at all. My parents and The Man are waiting. Here is love from a singular, 18th-century Catholic teacher I cannot wait to meet and receive all his notes as kisses all over my face, while listening to de Montfort pray strengthens resolve in the duration.
I had a long discussion today with a parent of one of my students. For different reasons, her son and I are outcasts, and that makes us right for each other. I learned how to be flexible with him. He has taught me as much as I have ever taught him.
I had a long discussion today with a parent of one of my students. For different reasons, her son and I are outcasts, and that makes us right for each other. I learned how to be flexible with him. He has taught me as much as I have ever taught him.