1850. I felt peaceful


 
 
I watched the classroom from the door window. I also could hear them, for the door was a bit ajar.
The teacher said some things, and the kids, some of them, were acting out, but at once the teacher again took the class reins.
The students also contributed to the class with their ditties or isolated messages: the teacher looked as though she wanted to have them speaking.
She was saying a lot of things – you know, before speaking a language it’s sound to hear it for long.
The atmosphere also looked nice. I was ashamed all the stuff was working so well here. The teacher was giving her best to the kids. On the walls there were posters, notices in English, a world map. I was comfortable and felt peaceful. This is a made up story, in honor to all the language teachers.

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