"I like your fur coat," they also said. It's a mink and I am the only woman I have seen out here wearing one. If anyone objects to fur, they better be a vegan because these mink were bred to be coats; they are not wild. If you eat meat, you can't object to a farm-bred mink coat.
"I like your earrings," someone else says.
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| A hit with my students today. |
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| My magnificent mink coat. |
That's how I was greeted as I walked down the hall of Elizabeth Barrett school this morning, when I returned to tutor. How sweet those seven and nine-year-old children are as they greet me. They do not yet have any inhibitions and tell you exactly what they are thinking.
So, I did my hour with French and another with English students, as I have been doing for more than a year. Do I make a difference? Who knows, but I am tutoring as I was taught in the fifties: All with phonetics. "Sound it out," I say, as they stumble through a word.
What a privilege to be able to help these darlings, as they start their young lives.


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