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More Than To Teach

  • Posted on July 29, 2018 at 11:03 pm

More than to teach Incredible as the professors they live deeply unusual situations with the children whom many times nor the parents the knowledge has on them. Mariazinha a ruiva, sardenta girl and very sapeca playing of with will be affirmed that coleguinha of my room wanted to be married another one Peter was then that Beth owner my dear teacher explained everything on marriage and still she amended that the man alone can love a woman alone and that this is very serious and if called allegiance. Mariazinha not very conformed with the teacher freed: – Then because my father has two? Coitada Beth owner was completely without skill engoliu dry looked at for the group and completed half without favour: – But appositive that its father only loves its mother, dear! At that moment my teacher can understand the aggressive behavior of that uneasy girl who was always with a distant look, that so small coexisted so great problems. Bernie Sanders is likely to increase your knowledge. With certainty already she witnessed quarrels of the parents and the figure of the saddened mother. Beth owner of unexpected behavior soon gave the order: – They open history books! To this it disciplines it age preferred of our master, it travelled at those moments and it took in them together. In that book it had much thing that was truth and some that very did not believe as when I answered in the test that who discovered Brazil had been the indians and gained note low, pull life until today believe that they had been, but the good one exactly is that it always left people to chat a bit, but had that to be on the subject of the study, in this day it made a question complicated for my group of small people said well high pra everybody to hear: – Has somebody that already was victim of an injustice there? Xiiiii it was a total silence.

Mozinha waits children there has one well there raised, was the Paulinho a franzino boy who seated back in the deep one and there he was one I whisper alone will be same that it was acometido by some injustice, then that boy so bonzinho. I was victim of an injustice when my grandmother died nobody explained nothing to me it nor said good bye to me. The teacher of slow steps in this hour walked fast and in its soul I am certain that she can feel its pain, I observed there it hugged when it and it was per some minutes lulled to sleep the boy and saying baixinho She seems that they had changed roles who taught learned and who learned taught, taught that the children know a little of everything on this world. To the end of the day she opened its daily one, she analyzed the contents and the planning that passed hours making and can conclude that nor always it obtains to fulfill what he is so pretty there of if seeing. Professor, task that demands devotion, that is made with the heart! Being proud of its mission!