A teacher that cares

 A teacher that cares

My first headmistress noticed that I was at best neglected. And while she didn’t do much, she gave me a comb with my name scratched into it by her and some secondhand clothes. So that I could comb my hair and that I wouldn’t look so scruffy. and this is a very practical approach without any other intervention. Yet neglect is the best way one could describe the situation, and I had many more brutal years of childhood ahead of me. they make all the difference though these teachers and there is a strength and confidence I got from some of the teachings that that School and her lesson that with friends like that who needs enemies.


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