A Doze of Hugs that Heal
I do not normally post photos of my pupils, but I'll share this one here because their presence meant so much the day this was taken. The first week of classes did not went well for me. It was not because of the workload but more on personal matters which somehow affected my work. I had to look fine even though my heart is bearing a heaviness only the Lord knows. One afternoon, while I was at the verge of crying my heart out, some of my learners last year came running inside my classroom. There were eight of them actually but the boys were too shy to join the groufie. They showered me with hugs and stories of how their first day of being grade two students went. I never knew how ameliorating a child's hug could be until each of them gave me one. For the last three days, my former learners would drop by my classroom just to bid me goodbye before going home. Others would drop by to tell me an experience they find spectacular for that day. There were even few of them who'd ru...